I need to collect all of these somehow. For me, they represent fiction at its most revealing:
"He was at that vodka level where everything began to become magnanimous and everything promised him fidelity and hope." (Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch)
"Coffee is a sexual stimulant. Tea is intellectual. Maté is the bitter primitive residue of a hungover dawn in New York circa 1955." (Guillermo Cabrera Infante, Three Trapped Tigers)
"The truth is, we live our lives putting off all that can be put off." (Jorge Luis Borges, "Funes the Memorious")
"Moved by that peculiar form of laziness which consists in bringing great energy to tasks not precisely those which we should be doing..." (Alejo Carpentier, The Lost Steps)
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