Anna

“The psychoanalyst Otto Rank declared modern love a religious problem. As we grow increasingly secular and move away from the towns where we were born, we can no longer use religion or community to confirm our meaning in the world, so we seize a love partner instead, someone to distract us from the fact of our animal existence. French existentialist Albert Camus said it best: “Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.”
― Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes & Other Lessons from the Crematory

“As minhas grandes saudades
São do que nunca enlacei.
Ai, como eu tenho saudades
Dos sonhos que não sonhei!”
― Mário de Sá-Carneiro

“Memory must have a good PR agent, because in reality, as an instrument of optical precision, it seems to me little better than a fairground kaleidoscope. To reconstruct an experience on the basis of images stored in our brains at times borders on hallucination. We do not recover the past, we re-create it: an act of dramaturgy if ever there was one. Memory edits things, colors them, mixes cement with the rainbow, does whatever’s needed to make the story work.”
― María Gainza, Portrait of an Unknown Lady

“A primeira morte acontece na linguagem, nesse acto de arrancar os sujeitos do presente para os fixar no passado. Transformá-los em acções acabadas. Coisas que começaram e acabaram num tempo extinto. Aquilo que foi e não voltará a ser.”
― Karina Sainz Borgo, La hija de la española