june

“Señor,
la jaula se ha vuelto pájaro.”
― Alejandra Pizarnik, Poesía completa

“All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly, I should add, because that frenzy of mutual possession might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating every particle of each other's soul and flesh; but there we were, unable even to mate as slum children would have so easily found an opportunity to do so.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“A mi noche no la mata ningún sol.”
― Alejandra Pizarnik, Poesía completa