Consuelo Alejandro

“When you’ve lost all your play, guess what love becomes. Work. Work that gets harder every hour.”
― Martin Amis, House of Meetings

“Love is an abstract noun, something nebulous. And yet love turns out to be the only part of us that is solid, as the world turns upside down and the screen goes black.”
― Martin Amis, The Second Plane: September 11, 2001-2007

“I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“People hasten to judge in order not to be judged themselves.”
― Albert Camus, The Fall