History Of Love Quotes

• Érase una vez un chico que amaba a una chica, y su risa era una pregunta a la que quería dedicar toda su vida a responder.

  Nicole Krauss

  Amor, Lindo, Romántico

  Nicole Krauss (2006). "La historia del amor: A Novel", p.11, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Todo lo que necesitas es amor. Pero un poco de chocolate de vez en cuando no hace daño.

  Charles M. Schulz

  Amor, Divertido, San Valentín

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• Quiero decir en alguna parte: He intentado ser indulgente. Y sin embargo. Hubo momentos en mi vida, años enteros, en los que la ira pudo conmigo. La fealdad me volvía del revés. Había cierta satisfacción en la amargura. La cortejaba. Estaba fuera y la invité a entrar.

  Nicole Krauss

  Years, Forgiving, Want

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.18, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Por la abuela: Había una vez un niño que volaba.

  Chris Colfer

  Abuela, Niños, Érase una vez

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• A veces, para pintar una cabeza hay que renunciar a toda la figura. Para pintar una hoja, tienes que sacrificar todo el paisaje. Al principio puede parecer que te estás limitando, pero al cabo de un tiempo te das cuenta de que teniendo un cuarto de pulgada de algo tienes más posibilidades de aferrarte a una determinada sensación del universo que si pretendes hacer el cielo entero.

  Nicole Krauss

  Giving Up, Sacrifice, Sky

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• Al final, lo único que queda de ti son tus posesiones. Quizá por eso nunca he sido capaz de tirar nada. Tal vez por eso atesoré el mundo: con la esperanza de que, cuando muriera, la suma total de mis cosas sugiriera una vida más grande que la que viví.

  Nicole Krauss

  World, Able, Ends

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.165, W. W. Norton & Company

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• If it weren't for her, there would never have been an empty space, or the need to fill it.

  Nicole Krauss

  Space, Needs, Most Romantic

  Nicole Krauss (2012). “The History of Love”, p.68, Penguin UK

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• So many words get lost. They leave the mouthand lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days you can hear their chorus rushing past.

  Nicole Krauss

  Past, Rainy Day, Rushing

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.111, W. W. Norton & Company

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• An average of seventy-four species become extinct every day, which was one good reason but not the only one to hold someone's hand.

  Nicole Krauss

  Average, Hands, Four

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.202, W. W. Norton & Company

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• And if the man who once upon a time had been a boy who promised he'd never fall in love with another girl as long as he lived kept his promise, it wasn't because he was stubborn or even loyal. He couldn't help it.

  Nicole Krauss

  Girl, Falling In Love, Boys

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.13, W. W. Norton & Company

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• All I want is not to die on a day when I went unseen.

  Nicole Krauss

  Unseen, Want, Dies

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.4, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Wittgenstein once wrote that when the eye sees something beautiful, the hand wants to draw it. I wish I could draw you.

  Nicole Krauss

  Hermoso, Ojo, Manos

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.182, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.

  Nicole Krauss

  Love You, Glasses, Made

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• Cuando me hice mayor decidí que quería ser escritora de verdad. Intenté escribir sobre cosas reales. Quería describir el mundo, porque vivir en un mundo sin describir era demasiado solitario.

  Nicole Krauss

  Solitario, Real, Escribir

  Nicole Krauss (2006). "La historia del amor: A Novel", p.7, W. W. Norton & Company

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• After all who doesn't wish to make a spectacle of their loneliness

  Nicole Krauss

  Loneliness, Wish

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• If at large gatherings or parties, or around people with whom you feel distant, your hands sometimes hang awkwardly at the ends of your arms - i you find yourself at a loss for what do with them, overcome with sadness that comes when you recognize the foreignnes of your own body - it's because your hands remember a time when the division between mind and body, brain and heart, what's inside and what's outside, was so much less.

  Nicole Krauss

  Party, Heart, Sadness

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• And it's like some tiny nothing that sets off a natural disaster halfway across the world, only this was the opposite of disaster, how by accident she saved me with that thoughtless act of grace, and she never knew, and how that, too, is the part of the history of love.

  Nicole Krauss

  Opposites, Grace, World

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.240, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Quizá la primera vez que la viste tenías diez años. Estaba de pie al sol rascándose las piernas. O trazando letras en la tierra con un palo. Le tiraban del pelo. O le estaba tirando del pelo a alguien. Y una parte de ti se sentía atraída por ella, y otra se resistía: quería irse en bicicleta, patear una piedra, no complicarse la vida. En el mismo aliento sentías la fuerza de un hombre, y una autocompasión que te hacía sentir pequeño y herido. Una parte de ti pensó: Por favor, no me mires. Si no lo haces, aún puedo apartarme. Y una parte de ti pensó: Mírame.

  Nicole Krauss

  Hurt, Men, Hair

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.57, W. W. Norton & Company

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• She was gone, and all that was left was the space 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.

  Nicole Krauss

  Love You, Years, Space

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• 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.

  Nicole Krauss

  Space, Tree, Gone

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.57, W. W. Norton & Company

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• The truth is the thing I invented so I could live.

  Nicole Krauss

  La verdad es

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.167, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was Queen and he was King. In the autumn light, her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark they parted with leaves in their hair.

  Nicole Krauss

  Girl, Kings, Queens

  "The History of Love". Book by Nicole Krauss (p.9), 2005.

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• Franz Kafka is dead. He died in a tree from which he wouldn't come down. "Come down!" they cried to him. "Come down! Come down!" Silence filled the night, and the night filled the silence, while they waited for Kafka to speak. "I can't," he finally said, with a note of wistfulness. "Why?" they cried. Stars spilled across the black sky. "Because then you'll stop asking for me."

  Nicole Krauss

  Estrellas, Noche, Cielo

  Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.116, W. W. Norton & Company

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