More Cortázar

[…] On the other hand, there are very beautiful things: I was in Barcelona a month ago, walking around the Gothic Quarter one evening; and there was an American girl, very pretty, playing the guitar very well and singing. She was seated on the ground singing to earn her living. She sang a bit like Joan Baez, a very pure, clear voice. There was a group of young people from Barcelona listening. I stopped to listen to her, but I stayed in the shadows. At one point, one of these young men who was about twenty, very young, very handsome, approached me. He had a cake in his hand. He said, ‘Julio, take a piece.’ So I took a piece and I ate it, and I told him, ‘Thanks a lot for coming up and giving that to me.’ He said to me, ‘But, listen, I give you so little next to what you’ve given me.’ I said, ‘Don’t say that, don’t say that,’ and we embraced and he went away. Well, things like that, that’s the best recompense for my work as a writer. That a boy or a girl comes up to speak to you and to offer you a piece of cake, it’s wonderful. It’s worth the trouble of having written.

—Julio Cortázar, from an interview with Jason Weiss in The Paris Review, from Latin American Writers at Work, George Plimpton, ed.