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" We cannot know what time will do to us with its fine, indistinguishable layers upon layers, we cannot know what it might make of us. It advances stealthily, day by day and hour by hour and step by poisoned step, never drawing attention to its surreptitious labours, so respectful and considerate that it never once gives us a sudden prod or a nasty fright. Every morning, it turns up with its soothing, invariable face and tells us exactly the opposite of what is actually happening: that everything is fine and nothing has changed, that everything is just as it was yesterday--the balance of power--that nothing has been gained and nothing lost, that our face is the same, as is our hair and our shape, that the person who hated us continues to hate us and the person who loved us continues to love us. "
― Javier Marías , Los enamoramientos
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" For me that's the only way of understanding a particular term that everyone here bandies about quite happily, but which clearly can't be quite that straight forward because it doesn't exist in many languages, only in Italian and Spanish, as far as I know, but then again, I don't know that many languages. Perhaps in German too, although I can't be sure: el enamoramiento--the state of falling or being in love, or perhaps infatuation. I'm referring to the noun, the concept; the adjective, the condition, are admittedly more familiar, at least in French, although not in English, but there are words that approximate that meaning ... We find a lot of people funny, people who amuse and charm us and inspire affection and even tenderness, or who please us, captivate us, and can even make us momentarily mad, we enjoy their body and their company or both those things, as is the case for me with you and as I've experienced before with other women, on other occasions, although only a few. Some become essential to us, the force of habit is very strong and ends up replacing or even supplanting almost everything else. It can supplant love, for example, but not that state of being in love, it's important to distinguish between the two things, they're easily confused, but they're not the same ... It's very rare to have a weakness, a genuine weakness for someone, and for that someone to provoke in us that feeling of weakness. "
― Javier Marías , Los enamoramientos
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" ...cuando alguien muere, pensamos que ya se ha hecho tarde para cualquier cosa, para todo —más aún para esperarlo—, y nos limitamos a darlo de baja. También a nuestros allegados, aunque nos cueste mucho más y los lloremos, y su imagen nos acompañe en la mente cuando caminamos por las calles y en casa, y creamos durante mucho tiempo que no vamos a acostumbrarnos. Pero desde el principio sabemos —desde que se nos mueren— que ya no debemos contar con ellos, ni siquiera para lo más nimio, para una llamada trivial o una pregunta tonta ('¿Me he dejado ahí las llaves del coche?', ¿A qué hora salían hoy los niños?'), para nada. Nada es nada. En realidad es incomprensible, porque supone tener certidumbres y eso está reñido con nuestra naturaleza: la de que alguien no va a venir más, ni a decir más, ni a dar un paso ya nunca —para acercarse ni para apartarse—, ni a mirarnos, ni a desviar la vista. No sé cómo lo resistimos, ni cómo nos recuperamos. No sé cómo nos olvidamos a ratos, cuando el tiempo ya ha pasado y nos ha alejado de ellos, que se quedaron quietos. "
― Javier Marías , Los enamoramientos
