Joaquin Floro

“Posiblemente me quisiera, vaya uno a saberlo, pero lo cierto es que tenía una habilidad especial para herirme”
― Mario Benedetti, La tregua

“I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something directed my way by members of the opposite sex. For want of a better word, call it magnetism. Like it or not, it’s a kind of power that snares people and reels them in.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live forever in your own private library.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“Los suspiros son aire y van al aire. Las lágrimas son agua y van al mar, dime mujer, cuando el amor se olvida, ¿sabes a donde va? –Becquer”
― Amado Nervo, 200 Poemas de Amor