Half Bad

The trick is not to mind. Not to mind about it hurting. Not to mind about anything.

The new trick is to stay in the present ... Get lost in the detail of it ... Enjoy it!

I thought that exile meant you had to leave your country and you could go anywhere--somewhere in the sun, a tropical island, say, or America. But exile doesn't mean that; it means you are banished to a specific place, and guess what, that place isn't in the sun and is no paradise, it's not even America. It's some cold, miserable place like Siberia, where you don't know anyone and you can barely survive. It's another prison.

What do you want to do?" Gabriel asks. "Not commit suicide," I say. "Wait for Marcus.

No existe nada bueno ni malo, es el pensamiento humano el que lo hace parecer así. Hamlet, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

But the more store you set in visions the more they have a habit of coming true.

Let's suppose Marcus has threatened to kill a member of your family: Arran, say. The only way you can save Arran is by killing Marcus." "Let's suppose something more realistic. The Council threatens a member of my family: Arran, say. The only way I can stop them killing Arran is by killing Marcus.

Nice basket too. You can never have too many baskets, I’ve found.” She studies the basket, turning it round. “If you learn nothing else today, at least remember that.

Finally, the day of our meeting crawls into the light and then takes a year to drag itself to the afternoon.

El truco es que no te importe. Que no te importe que te duela, que no te importe nada. El truco de que no te importe es clave...