Sheherezade

“No quería dejar de hablar de amor para hablar de postres. Sólo quería dejar de hablar de amor para hacerlo.”
― Cristina Peri Rossi, El amor es una droga dura

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“I still know in my heart that it is a Godless, dirty game; that love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth and is about the equivalent of people who stimulate themselves with dirty post cards-”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“Winter is the season of alcoholism and despair.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides