Sylvia Veronica
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“Do you believe, she went on, that the past dies?
Yes, said Margaret. Yes, if the present cuts its throat.”
― The Seventh Horse and Other Tales
Yes, said Margaret. Yes, if the present cuts its throat.”
― The Seventh Horse and Other Tales
“You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It's not that you are dead or anything dramatic like that, it is simply that you are fading away and I can't even remember your name.”
― The Hearing Trumpet
― The Hearing Trumpet
“—¿Me querrás siempre?
—Siempre, Aura, te amaré para siempre.
—¿Siempre? ¿Me lo juras?
—Te lo juro.
—¿Aunque envejezca? ¿Aunque pierda mi belleza? ¿Aunque tenga el pelo blanco?
—Siempre, mi amor, siempre.
—¿Aunque muera, Felipe? ¿Me amarás siempre, aunque muera?
—Siempre, siempre. Te lo juro. Nada puede separarme de ti.”
― Aura
—Siempre, Aura, te amaré para siempre.
—¿Siempre? ¿Me lo juras?
—Te lo juro.
—¿Aunque envejezca? ¿Aunque pierda mi belleza? ¿Aunque tenga el pelo blanco?
—Siempre, mi amor, siempre.
—¿Aunque muera, Felipe? ¿Me amarás siempre, aunque muera?
—Siempre, siempre. Te lo juro. Nada puede separarme de ti.”
― Aura
“During a party, Luis Buñuel, seduced by Carrington’s beauty and emboldened by the notion that she had transcended all bourgeois morality, proposed (with his characteristic bluntness) that she become his mistress. Without even waiting for her answer, he gave her the key to the secret studio that he used as a love nest and told her to meet him at three o’clock the next afternoon. Early the next morning, Leonora went to visit the place alone. She found it tasteless: It looked exactly like a motel room. Taking advantage of the fact that she was in her menstrual period, she covered her hands with blood and used them to make bloody handprints all over the walls in order to provide a bit of decoration for that anonymous, impersonal room. Buñuel never spoke to her again.”
― The Spiritual Journey of Alejandro Jodorowsky: The Creator of El Topo
― The Spiritual Journey of Alejandro Jodorowsky: The Creator of El Topo
“Houses are really bodies. We connect ourselves with walls, roofs, and objects just as we hang on to our livers, skeletons, flesh and bloodstream. I am no beauty, no mirror is necessary to assure me of this absolute fact. Nevertheless I have a death grip on this haggard frame as if it were the limpid body of Venus herself.”
― The Hearing Trumpet
― The Hearing Trumpet
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