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“Ken vende el sol, merka la kandela.”
Chi non risica non rosica
“Quien no risica, no rosica,”
Chi non risica non rosica
“No one will touch her hair, or it is my temper you will face.”
“Now we know each other. Let’s see what we may accomplish with fewer lies between us.”
Fear nothing, and you will become greater than them all.
Faith could be won. Curses could be broken.
I have failed you enough times. Let me make it right.”
God acts slowly, but He doesn’t forget.
Wherever you go, may you find friends.
“Fate can be changed,” Luzia said. “Curses can be broken.” She had to believe that, or she would sink beneath the waves.
Was there anything more dangerous than a man full of hope?
He was a killer. He was a liar. He was not a good man. But it was possible she didn’t want a good man.
Even in her sheltered time on this earth, she had seen enough drunkenness, swearing, fornication, and corruption to know that life was sinning. It happened all around them, a constant tide of iniquity.
Aboltar cazal, aboltar mazal.
Nothing is ever just one thing.
Aboltar cazal, aboltar mazal.
A change of scene. A change of fortune.
“If you are the last thing I see,” he whispered, “it will all have been worth it.”
