“An admirable line of Pablo Neruda’s, “My creatures are born of a long denial,” seems to me the best definition of writing as a kind of exorcism, casting off invading creatures by projecting them into universal existence, keeping them on the other side of the bridge… It may be exaggerating to say that all completely successful short stories, especially fantastic stories, are products of neurosis, nightmares or hallucination neutralized through objectification and translated to a medium outside the neurotic terrain. This polarization can be found in any memorable short story, as if the author, wanting to rid himself of his creature as soon and as absolutely as possible, exorcises it the only way he can: by writing it.”
Julio Cortázar“I listen to the people. That was a big reason for my life, maybe the main reason, I'm singing because I love it when people say to me, 'Thank you.' I thank them. It's a marriage.”
Julio Iglesias“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.”
Julio Cortazar“Man has reached the moon, but twenty centuries ago a poet knew the enchantments that would make the moon come down to earth.”
Julio Cortázar“Creo que todos tenemos un poco de esa bella locura que nos mantiene andando cuando todo alrededor es tan insanamente cuerdo.”
Julio Cortázar“I don't feel so sad when somebody dies, Julio, because they fly away to explore the stars and planets. When it's our turn we join them in exploring the universe.”
Gilbert Hernández“the only thing worse than a bigot is an “ally” who can’t stop congratulating themselves on their enlightenment.”
Julio Alexi Genao“you have to live by fighting each other, it's the law, the only way that things areworth while but it hurts”
Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch“As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.”
Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch“Happy are those who choose, those who accept being chosen, the handsome heroes, the handsome saints, the perfect escapists.”
Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch