Monday, December 25, 2006




Tita could not go to sleep that night, she could not find words for what she was feeling. How unfortunate that black holes in space had not been discovered , for then she might have understood the black hole in the center of her chest , infinite coldness flowing through it...

-From "Like water for chocolate"

1 comment:

JJ said...

I don't know if you've seen Monty Python's "Meaning Of Life"? This painting reminds me of the part of "DEATH"