Julio Cortazar Quotes
Top 51 wise famous quotes and sayings by Julio Cortazar
Julio Cortazar Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Man has reached the moon, but twenty centuries ago a poet knew the enchantments that would make the moon come down to earth.
A short story relies on those values that make poetry and jazz what they are: tension, rhythms, inner beat, into unforeseen within foreseen parameters
The unusual is only found in a very small percentage, except in literary creations, and that is exactly what makes literature.
Happy was she who could believe without seeing, who was at one with the duration and continuity of life.
I realized that searching was my symbol, the emblem of those who go out at night with nothing in mind, the motives of a destroyer of compasses.
I think we all have a little bit of that beautiful madness that keeps us walking when everything around us is so insanely sane.
Nothing is more comical than seriousness understood as a virtue that has to precede all important literature
Thus they went along, Punch and Judy, attracting each other and repelling, as love must do if it is not to end up as calendar art or a pop tune.
Habits, Andrea, are concrete forms of rhythm, are that portion of rhythm which helps to keep us alive.
What good is a writer if he can't destroy literature? And us ... what good are we if we don't help as much as we can in that destruction?
All profound distraction opens certain doors. You have to allow yourself to be distracted when you are unable to concentrate.
Why don't we go out instead of talking about people? We seem to be ghosts talking about other ghosts. It's unhealthy." "Yes,
(memory is) A strange echo, which stores its replicas according to some other acoustic than consciousness or expectation.
Happy are those who choose, those who accept being chosen, the handsome heroes, the handsome saints, the perfect escapists.
And jazz is like a bird who migrates or emigrates or immigrates or transmigrates, roadblock jumper, smuggler, something that runs and mixes in
Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.
I could sit right here and think a thousand miles away, Since I had the blues this bad, I can't remember the day ...
Why have we had to invent Eden, to live submerged in the nostalgia of a lost paradise, to make up utopias, propose a future for ourselves?
[Heaven is] that moment in which something attains its maximum depth, its maximum reach, its maximum sense, and becomes completely uninteresting.
You have to live by fighting each other, it's the law, the only way that things are
worth while but it hurts
worth while but it hurts
The mysterious does not spell itself out in capital letters, as many writers believe, but is always between, an interstice.