Memory weaves and traps us at the same time according to a scheme in which we do not participate: we should never speak of our memory, for it is anything but ours; it works on its own terms, it assists us while deceiving us or perhaps deceives up to assist us.
Interpretation
Memory influences our lives beyond our control, shaping our perceptions and experiences.
This quote highlights the paradoxical nature of memory: while it aids us in understanding our past and forming our identities, it also deceives us by presenting a version of reality that may not be entirely accurate. Cortazar suggests that our memories operate independently of our conscious thought, weaving a complex tapestry of experiences that influences us in hidden ways.
In practice
During a lecture on the nature of consciousness, one might reference this quote to illustrate the complexity of human memory.
La Maga did not know that my kisses were like eyes which began to open up beyond her, and that I went along outside as if I saw a different concept of the world, the dizzy pilot of a black prow which cut the water of time and negated it.
Wordplay hides a key to reality that the dictionary tries in vain to lock inside every free word.
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When one wants to write, one writes. If one is condemned to write, one writes.
Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.
As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.
Contemporary moral philosophy has found an original way of being boring, which is by not discussing moral issues at all.
I am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom, a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance.
Probably the only place where a man can feel really secure is in a maximum security prison, except for the imminent threat of release.
Despotism is a legitimate mode of government in dealing with barbarians, provided the end be their improvement.
Now I confess myself as belonging to that class in the country who contemplate slavery as a moral, social and political evil.
The philosopher creates, he doesn't reflect.
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