Choobnam

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
― Albert Camus

“(memory is) A strange echo, which stores its replicas according to some other acoustic than consciousness or expectation.
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― Julio Cortázar, Around the Day in Eighty Worlds

“There are friends with whom we share neither interests nor any particular experiences, friends with whom we never correspond, whom we seldom meet and then only by chance, but whose existence nonetheless has for us a special if uncanny meaning. For me the Eiffel Tower is just such a friend, and not merely because it happens to be the symbol of a city, for Paris leaves me neither hot nor cold. I first became aware of this attachment of mine when reading in the paper about plans for its demolition, the mere thought of which filled me with alarm.”
― Stanislaw Lem

“She was desperate and she was choosey
at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn't have quite enough going for her to become what
she imagined herself to be.”
― Charles Bukowski, Factotum