Páginas

10 de septiembre de 2009

Una cita al vuelo

«And though you were grown up by then, you felt as lost as a child. And though your pride was broken, you felt as vast as your love for her. She was gone, and all that was left was the space where you'd grown around her, like a tree that grows around a fence.

»For a long time, it remained hollow. Years, maybe. And when at last it was filled again, you knew that the new love you felt for a woman would have been impossible without Alma. If it weren't for her, there would never have been an empty space, or the need to fill it.»

The History of Love, Nicole Krauss

No hay comentarios:

Publicar un comentario

¿Qué opinas?