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The worst pain in our lives comes from the mistakes we refuse to acknowledge--the things we've done that are so our of harmony with who we are that we can't bear to look at them.

The person I think I am is terrified of the person I really am, terrified of what others would think of that person. What would they do to me if they knew the person I really was? Better to be safe! Better to hide the real person, starve the real person, bury the real person!

What he took he will give, when he gets what he gave.

For her, people in general were a plus, a source of positive stimulation (with exceptions such as the predatory Sonya Reynolds). For Gurney, people in general were a minus, a drain on his energy (with exception such as the encouraging Sonya Reynolds).

It was a curious thing about the past--how it lay in wait for you, quietly, invisibly, almost as though it weren't there. You might be tempted to think it was gone, no longer existed. Then, like a pheasant flushed from cover, it would roar up in an explosion of sound, color, motion--shockingly alive.

The purpose of life is to get as close as we can to other people.

Eis uma coisa curiosa acerca do passado: a forma como jaz à nossa espera, silencioso, invisível, quase como se ali não estivesse. Podemos ter a tentação de julgar que desapareceu, que já não existe. De repente, como um faisão espantado para fora do seu esconderijo, erguer-se-á numa explosão de som, cor e movimento: escandalosamente vivo.

The mind is a mass of contradictions and conflicts. We lie to make others trust us. We hide our true selves in the pursuit of intimacy. We chase happiness in ways that drive happiness away. When we’re wrong we fight the hardest to prove we’re right.” Caught

Hardwick was showing the frustration of a man trying to hold his groceries inside a ripped bag.

No hay peor dolor que tener a dos personas viviendo en un cuerpo

El conflicto más simple es el conflicto entre la forma en que nos vemos nosotros mismos y la forma en que nos ven los demás. Por ejemplo, si estamos discutiendo y tú me gritas, vería la causa en tu incapacidad de controlar tu temperamento. En cambio, si yo te grito a ti, no veré la causa en mi temperamento, sino en tu provocación, algo en ti frente a lo cual mi grito es una respuesta apropiada.

How many bright angels can dance on a pin? How many hopes drown in a bottle of gin? Did the thought ever come that your glass was a gun and one day you’d wonder, God, what have I done?

But how could he stop being what he was? However much he cared for her, however much he wanted to be with her, however much he wanted her to be happy, how could he become someone he wasn't?

Sherlock Holmes, "İmkansız olanı elerseniz,elimizde kalan ne kadar mümkün görünmese de doğrudur," derdi.

That boulder is your image of yourself, who you think you are. The person you think you are is keeping the person you really are locked up without light or food or friends. The person you think you are has been trying to murder the person you really are for as long as you both have lived.

So what are you saying?” Gurney

The personal collisions that upset us the most, the ones we seem powerless to let go of, are those in which we played a role that we are unwilling to acknowledge. That’s why the pain lasts—because we refuse to look at its source. We cannot detach it, because we refuse to look at the point of attachment.

We each seem to be wired to believe my situation causes my problems but your personality causes yours. This creates trouble.

El problema con los ojos radicaba en que éstos, más que ninguna otra de las facciones de la cara, captaban la tensión, la contradicción: la indiferencia reservada, salpicada con una pizca de crueldad, que Gurney había discernido con frecuencia en los rostros de los asesinos con los que había tenido la oportunidad de pasar a tiempo a solas.

The fact that no one was dead persuaded him that he was on the right track

Eso es lo que tiene el alcohol: cuando te emborrachas tanto como lo hice yo, pierdes el miedo a las consecuencias. Tu percepción se deforma, tus inhibiciones desaparecen, tu memoria se apaga, y actúas por impulso: instinto sin control.

The mind is a mass of contradictions and conflicts. We lie to make others trust us. We hide our true selves in the pursuit of intimacy. We chase happiness in ways that drive happiness away. When we’re wrong we fight the hardest to prove we’re right.

Darás lo que has quitado al recibir lo dado. Sé todo lo que piensas sé cuando parpadeas sé dónde has estado sé adónde irán tus pasos. Vamos a vernos solos señor 658.

Gurney se maravillaba de que una persona tan espontánea pudiera también llevar una vida tan regida por los principios. Era lo que la hacía ser como era. Era lo que la convertía en un faro en el cenagal de su propia existencia.

Madeleine, la luz que casi había perdido. La luz que había puesto en peligro.