Dennis

“The Lonely Man had descended to the lights of the city in the darkness of the early morning (the funicular began its service at 5:30 a.m.) and, ah, it’s so hard to turn off an unsound mind inside the unsound body of a writer.”
― Rodrigo Fresán, The Invented Part

“Airports, on the other hand, are like airport bestsellers. They’re easy to read, you forget them quickly, you promise yourself to never again succumb to their temptation, and yet the brightness, those signs, those letters in metallic relief . . . And the passengers who consume those airport bestsellers are increasingly worthy of them. Beings with decreasing capacity for concentration, robots of flesh and bone who can’t go even a minute without connecting to their devices and extensions, as if they were waiting for the confirmation of the success of a sports star they idolize or the news that they’ve become fathers or mothers, even though their respective spouses are right there beside them in that very moment, looking after little kids hooked up to tablets where they surf without waves or a beach.”
― Rodrigo Fresán, The Invented Part

“All unhappiness enters through the window of observation and the door of thought.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet: The Complete Edition

“It was an event of too massive arbitrariness for me to comprehend but, as the rain-washed light fell more and more wistfully on the gigantic tip of sandstone that killed my bearded lady, my reptilian friend, my shooting star and my blind philosopher, I became most deeply aware of mortality.”
― Angela Carter, The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman