Daniel

“Sorrow holds me because it has tentacles; I am its sustenance, it stores me. I need to get out of here.”
― Eva Baltasar, Boulder

“When it came to love, we found ourselves confronting a foreign language. We did not know how to estimate or value things that were free. The things that were free – sex, conversation, the smell of grass in summer – unsettled us. We sought to commodify them and create outcomes from them. But they seemed to belong to everybody: we couldn’t keep them for ourselves.”
― Rachel Cusk, Parade

“I think I’ve discovered what happiness is: whistling the moment you wake up, not getting in anyone’s way, owing no explanations, and falling into bed at daybreak, body addled from exhaustion and mind free of every last trace of bitterness and dust.”
― Eva Baltasar, Boulder

“I can give anything up, because nothing is essential when you refuse to imprison life in a narrative.”
― Eva Baltasar, Boulder