(via piece-of-my-heart)
— Eterno resplandor de una mente sin recuerdos. (via una-pasajera-en-trance)
(via notasdepapel)
— Sergio Aguirre. Los vecinos mueren en las novelas.
(Source: my-own-wolf-pack, via notasdepapel)
Fahrenheit 451
Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there.
— Ray Bradbury
— Julio Cortázar - Rayuela (via letmebeyourcomet)





