I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring reality.


The Museum of Innocence (ed. 2011)


I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring ...

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring ...

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring ...

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring ...