chance

“And what if you hadn’t met me?” he would ask her. “I don’t know, but you’re here, you see . . .” For some reason the answer made the question worthless, it showed the logical basis of ordinary common sense. After that Oliveira would feel better able to resist his bookish prejudices, and paradoxically La Maga would fight off her disdain for scholarly knowledge. Thus they went along, Punch and Judy, attracting each other and repelling, as love must do if it is not to end up as calendar art or a pop tune. But love, that word . . .

- Hopscotch, Julio Cortazar

~ by may on March 21, 2009.