… to someone who has no commitment to me, or even dreamed of this encounter, it would be terrible to fall in love with her, what the hell, the same thing always happens to me, instead of enjoying the present, I am saddened by the future nostalgia for the now that will not return; …

– José Emilio Pacheco –

Against the memory there is no liberation.

It is erased in part and is filed together with its peers.

When you least think you are out with a desire to bite.

It has thrown thorns

and fits the insatiable fangs of the never

– José Emilio Pacheco –