It's funny that I would finish reading The Savage Detectives, during which reading I posted this quote ("Lately I've noticed a disturbing tendency in myself to accept things the way they are"), before picking up The Winners by Julio Cortázar again, from which I previously posted some quotes, including a line that suddenly smacks of increased resonance ("It's not that I'm against amusement, but every time I want to enjoy myself I must first lock up the laboratory and throw out all the acids and alkalines. I mean that I must surrender and give in to the appearance of things").

Reality, eh.