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  • #1
    Alejandra Pizarnik
    “Simplemente no soy de este mundo... Yo habito con frenesí la luna. No tengo miedo de morir; tengo miedo de esta tierra ajena, agresiva... No puedo pensar en cosas concretas; no me interesan. Yo no sé hablar como todos. Mis palabras son extrañas y vienen de lejos, de donde no es, de los encuentros con nadie...
    ¿Qué haré cuando me sumerja en mis fantásticos sueños y no pueda ascender? Porque alguna vez va a tener que suceder. Me iré y no sabré volver. Es más, nos sabré siquiera que hay un "saber volver". No lo querré acaso.”
    Alejandra Pizarnik

  • #2
    Gabriela Mistral
    “I am Cassandra—she who, without asking,
    understood it all and still came to her fate,
    I, Cassandra, full of visions,
    who sees her own death without turning away,
    and hears in the night the day that follows.”
    Gabriela Mistral, Madwomen: Poems of Gabriela Mistral

  • #3
    John Green
    “Your now is not your forever.”
    John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

  • #4
    Álvaro Enrigue
    “A veces escribir es un trabajo: trazar oblicuamente el camino de ciertas ideas que nos parece indispensable poner en la mesa. Pero otras es conceder lo que queda, aceptar el museo y contemplar el saldo en espera de la muerte, pedirle perdón al mar por lo que se jodió. Poner en la mesa nuestras cajitas y saber que lo que se acabó era también todo el universo.”
    Álvaro Enrigue, Hipotermia

  • #5
    Álvaro Enrigue
    “El resto de la América infinita todavía ni siquiera sospechaba que en los siguientes doscientos años decenas de culturas milenarias que habían florecido aisladas y sin contaminantes ni defensas se iría inexorablemente a la mierda. No que importe: nada importa. Se extinguen las especies, los hijos se van de casa, los amigos consiguen novias intratables, las culturas desaparecen, las lenguas, un día, se dejan de hablar; los que sobreviven se convencen de que eran los más aptos”
    Álvaro Enrigue, Morte improvvisa

  • #6
    L.M. Montgomery
    “All things great are wound up with all things little.”
    Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

  • #7
    Christopher Paul Curtis
    “Hoping is such hard work. It tires you out and you never seem to get any kind of reward. Hoping feels like you’re a balloon that has a pinhole that slowly leaks air.”
    Christopher Paul Curtis, The Mighty Miss Malone

  • #8
    Angeline Boulley
    “Inaction is a powerful choice”
    Angeline Boulley, Firekeeper’s Daughter

  • #9
    Angeline Boulley
    “When someone dies, everything about them becomes past tense. Except for the grief. Grief stays in the present. It’s even worse when you’re angry at the person. Not just for dying. But for how.”
    Angeline Boulley, Firekeeper's Daughter

  • #10
    Angeline Boulley
    “I am so tired. The weight of my expendability is crushing.”
    Angeline Boulley, Firekeeper's Daughter

  • #11
    Marcial Gala
    “The everything remained like an unfinished poem, like something that switches off and we can't prevent it, we can't, then everything remained.”
    Marcial Gala, The Black Cathedral

  • #12
    Tahar Ben Jelloun
    “For a long time I searched for the black stone that cleanses the soul of death.”
    Tahar Ben Jelloun

  • #13
    Tahar Ben Jelloun
    “Save me from hatred, that destructive impulse, the poison that ravages the heart and liver. I must stop wanting to take revenge on other lives, on other minds; I must forget hatred, reject it, refuse to answer it with more hatred. I must rise above it. Help me to renounce this crippling bond, to leave without hindrance this body that no longer looks like one, but like a jumble of deformed bones; direct my eyes to other stones. This darkness suits me: when I look inside myself, I see more clearly the world, even if my feet are still freezing on this damp cement floor. The back of my neck hurts because I cannot stand up straight. No--I feel no pain. I am certain that I feel no pain. I do not feel anything any more. My prayer has been answered. I am not ill. I will never be, here, no matter how I suffer. O my God, I have learned from You that a healthy body teaches us about the beauty of the world. It is the echo of enchantment, produced by life and light. It is light. Light in life. When it is withdrawn from life, isolated and imprisoned in a black hole, it no longer echoes anything, it reflects nothing. Thanks to Your will, I shall never be extinguished.”
    Tahar Ben Jelloun, تلك العتمة الباهرة

  • #14
    Tahar Ben Jelloun
    “I have at least the whole of my life to answer a question: Who am I? And who is the other? A gust of wind at dawn? A motionless landscape? A trembling leaf? A coil of white smoke above a mountain? I write all these words and I hear the wind, not outside, but inside my head. A strong wind, it rattles the shutters through which I enter the dream.”
    Tahar Ben Jelloun, The Sand Child

  • #15
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
    “People say “sell your soul” like it’s easy. But your soul is yours and it’s not for sale. Even if you try, it’ll still be there, waiting for you to remember it.”
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Friday Black: NYT Bestselling Literary Satire – Urgent African American Stories About Systemic Racism

  • #16
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
    “A home is an origin story. A home is a thing to carry. A home is a wild field of energy that floods floods floods. Call me. Call me home.”
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars

  • #17
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
    “Some truly didn’t think about the fact that men and women were being murdered every day by the same government their children pledged allegiance to at school.”
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars

  • #18
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
    “Suck my dick, America.”
    Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars

  • #19
    Audre Lorde
    “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.”
    Audre Lorde

  • #20
    Audre Lorde
    “For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house. They may allow us to temporarily beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. Racism and homophobia are real conditions of all our lives in this place and time. I urge each one of us here to reach down into that deep place of knowledge inside herself and touch that terror and loathing of any difference that lives here. See whose face it wears. Then the personal as the political can begin to illuminate all our choices.”
    Audre Lorde

  • #21
    Audre Lorde
    A Litany for Survival

    For those of us who live at the shoreline
    standing upon the constant edges of decision
    crucial and alone
    for those of us who cannot indulge
    the passing dreams of choice
    who love in doorways coming and going
    in the hours between dawns
    looking inward and outward
    at once before and after
    seeking a now that can breed
    futures
    like bread in our children's mouths
    so their dreams will not reflect
    the death of ours:

    For those of us
    who were imprinted with fear
    like a faint line in the center of our foreheads
    learning to be afraid with our mother's milk
    for by this weapon
    this illusion of some safety to be found
    the heavy-footed hoped to silence us
    For all of us
    this instant and this triumph
    We were never meant to survive.

    And when the sun rises we are afraid
    it might not remain
    when the sun sets we are afraid
    it might not rise in the morning
    when our stomachs are full we are afraid
    of indigestion
    when our stomachs are empty we are afraid
    we may never eat again
    when we are loved we are afraid
    love will vanish
    when we are alone we are afraid
    love will never return
    and when we speak we are afraid
    our words will not be heard
    nor welcomed
    but when we are silent
    we are still afraid

    So it is better to speak
    remembering
    we were never meant to survive.”
    Audre Lorde, The Black Unicorn: Poems

  • #22
    Álvaro Enrigue
    “Tenez!”
    Álvaro Enrigue, Sudden Death

  • #23
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “«¡No me asuste, general!»
    «No se asuste usted», dijo el general en un tono tranquilo. «Váyase para México, aunque lo maten o aunque se muera. Y váyase ahora que todavía es joven, porque un día será demasiado tarde, y entonces no se sentirá ni de aquí ni de allá. Se sentirá forastero en todas partes, y eso es peor que estar muerto». Lo miró directo a los ojos, se puso la mano abierta en el pecho, y concluyó:
    «Dígamelo a mí».”
    Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, The General in His Labyrinth

  • #24
    Machado de Assis
    “We kill time; time buries us.”
    Machado de Assis
    tags: time

  • #25
    Machado de Assis
    “Mas a saudade é isto mesmo; é o passar e repassar das memórias antigas”
    Machado de Assis, Dom Casmurro

  • #26
    Machado de Assis
    “Matamos o tempo, o tempo nos enterra.”
    Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

  • #27
    Machado de Assis
    “(...) preferi dormir, que é um modo interino de morrer.”
    Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

  • #28
    Machado de Assis
    “Prazos largos são fáceis de subscrever; a imaginação os faz infinitos.”
    Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis, Dom Casmurro

  • #29
    Machado de Assis
    “O gato não nos afaga, afaga-se em nós.”
    Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

  • #30
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “It's a shame that we have to choose between two such second-rate countries as the USSR and the USA.”
    Jorge Luis Borges



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