“Beauty, you can find it here if you look hard enough.”
“She knows that whispers can be useful. Sometimes they contain real information. But usually they're fairy tales and lies. This is the worst kind of whisper, the kind that draws you in, gives you hope.”
“We each have a story. They did this to us. There was no outside aggressor. They wanted an Apocalypse. They wanted the end. And they made it happen. It was orchestrated - who got in, who didn't. There was a master list. We weren't on it. We were left here to die. They want to erase us, the past, but we can't let them.”
“Our stories are what we have,” Our Good Mother says. “Our stories preserve us. we give them to one another. Our stories have value. Do you understand?”
“-Se supone que solo te quedarías con nosotros por tu propio bien, por razones egoístas. Me dijiste que tenías una.
-Y la tengo.
-¿Y cuál es?
-Tú eres mi razón egoísta.”
“Is it wrong to kill something that wants to kill you?”
“I prefer true over happy now.”
“Recuerdo que lo feo es lo que hace que lo bonito sea bonito.”
“—Es bonita la cicatriz —le dice el chico.
El corazón le da un vuelco y se lleva la cabeza de muñeca al pecho.
—¿Bonita? Es una cicatriz.
—Es una señal de haber sobrevivido.”
“I feel too much. It's like being drummed to death from within. You know?”
“So far, I should be calm and more specifically not like that...Anything else? Would you like to do surgery on my personality? How about open-heart surgery? I´ve got some tools”
“She glances back before stepping into the alley, and she catches her grandfather looking at her the way he does sometimes--as if she's already gone, as if he's practicing sorrow.”
“Los niños quieren a sus padres, aunque estos no se lo merezcan; es inevitable.”
“The world is frenzied—giving and taking.”
“For the first time in as long as he can remember, El Capitan is proud of his brother. "Damn it, Helmud! Shit! You’ve been planning to kill me!”
“Are there books about us or something?” This makes Pressia angry - the idea that this world is a subject of study, a story, instead of filled with real people, trying to survive.”
“These are the little things that people should really appreciate, simple pleasures.”
“I screamed. You told me not to.” He rubs at the soot on one hand with his thumb, then stares at it. “The dirt,” he says, his voice strangely peaceful.
“What about it?” she asks. “It’s dirty.”
“Maybe they just didn't have anywhere they needed to go.”
“The ugliness is what makes the beautiful things beautiful.”
“Así es cómo funciona el olvido: eliminando el pasado y no hablando nunca de él.”
“Sometimes you meet someone and you know that your life will be different from then on.”
“¿Siente él lo mismo que ella, un torbellino persistente que le aporrea el corazón? Con todo lo que ha perdido, lo único que sabe ahora es que a él no puede perderlo...en la vida.”
“She doesn't want his sympathy. She hates pity.”
“The sky is a bruise, only a storm will heal it.”
“The dirt,” he says, his voice strangely peaceful. “What about it?” she asks. “It’s dirty.”
“The hostility of this landscape teaches me how to be quiet and unobtrusive, how to find grace among spiders with a poisonous bite. I sat on a lone boulder in the midst of the curlews. By now, they had grown accustomed to me. This too, I found encouraging—that in the face of stressful intrusions, we can eventually settle in. One begins to almost trust the intruder as a presence that demands greater intent toward life. On a day like today when the air is dry and smells of salt, I have found my open space, my solitude, and sky. And I have found the birds who require it.”
“I'm starting to understand that fear is like cancer - you can beat it back, but if it returns, it can be worse than ever.”
“I do not pretend to be able to prove that there is no God. I equally cannot prove that Satan is a fiction. The Christian god may exist; so may the gods of Olympus, or of ancient Egypt, or of Babylon. But no one of these hypotheses is more probable than any other: they lie outside the region of even probable knowledge, and therefore there is no reason to consider any of them.”
“the geometry of the place was all wrong. One could not be sure that the sea and the ground were horizontal,”
“Amazing what we can self-rationalize when we really want something”
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