Como si el reconocimiento consistiera en que lo comprendieran a uno. Nadie entiende nunca a nadie, y desde luego nadie entiende a los escritores. Van errabundos por reinos de emociones cojas y, la mayoría de las veces, no se entienden a sí mismos.
David Foenkinos - La biblioteca de los libros rechazados (2016) Titulo original: Le Mystère Henri Pick Traducción de María Teresa Gallego Urrutia y Amaya García Gallego Penguin Random House Grupo Editorial S.A.U. (febrero, 2017)
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain contentment- I wouldn't call it happiness- it was more of an inner balance that settled for whatever was occuring and it helped in the factories and when relationships went wrong with the girls. it helped through the wars and the hangovers the backalley fights the hospitals. to awaken in a cheap room in a strange city and pull up the shade- this was the craziest kind of contentment
and to walk across the floor to an old dresser with a cracked mirror- see myself, ugly, grinning at it all. what matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
Charles Bukowski - Ham on Rye: A Novel
It's hard to find the balance, when you are in love. You're lost in the middle, cause you have to decide, between mind and heart...
Between mind and heart...
Heart is the engine of your body. But brain is the engine of your life.
Between mind and heart...
Heart is the engine of your body. But brain is the engine of your life.
