“In those faces—obtuse and obstinate, gross and brutal, like those the great Spanish painters, without the least touch of complacency and with an almost flesh-and-blood realism, have left us—there was something like a desperate hopefulness, something very concrete and at the same time universal. Since then I have never seen the same expression on any face. . . . The memory will never leave me. Anyone who has looked Hope in the face will never forget it. He will search for it everywhere he goes.”
`Octavio Paz in 'The Labyrinth of Solitude'...
so true and amazingly captured...it feels satisfying and peaceful to read good writing, even if u cant ever write that satisfyingly enough..ever!!!..
~saludos 2 the true writers...
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