Eriqueta

“He wrote that Ybón had little hairs coming up to her almost her bellybutton and that she crossed her eyes when he entered her but what really got him was not the bam-bam-bam of sex – it was the little intimacies that he'd never in his whole life anticipated, like combing her hair or getting her underwear off a line or watching her walk naked to the bathroom or the way she would suddenly sit on his lap and put her face into his neck. The intimacies like listening to her tell him about being a little girl and him telling her that he'd been a virgin all his life. He wrote that he couldn't believe he'd had to wait for this so goddamn long. (Ybón was the one who suggested calling the wait something else. Yeah, like what? Maybe, she said, you could call it life.) He wrote: So this is what everybody's always talking about! Diablo! If only I'd known. The beauty! The beauty!”
― Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

“It was Kelda who said she wished there was a pool in Belvedere, because they were obviously very lucky to have a swim coach living in town. I hadn't said I was a swim coach, but I knew what she meant. It was a shame.
Then a strange thing happened. I was looking down at my shoes on the brown linoleum floor and I was thinking about how I bet this floor hadn't been washed in a million years and I suddenly felt like I was going to die. But instead of dying, I said: I can teach you how to swim. And we don't need a pool.”
― Miranda July

“Surgió ahí la idea de que el dinero es inocente, aunque haya sido resultado de la muerte y el crimen, no puede considerarse culpable sino más bien neutral, un signo que sirve según el uso que cada uno le quiera dar.
Y también la idea de que la plata quemada era un ejemplo de locura asesina. Sólo locos y asesinos y bestias sin moral pueden ser tan cínicos y tan criminales como para quemar quinientos mil dólares. Este acto (según los diarios) era peor que los crímenes que habían cometido, porque era un acto nihilista y un ejemplo de terrorismo puro.”
― Ricardo Piglia

“Había entrado en la cocina para buscar un ángulo de tiro y murió sin darse cuenta, como si el movimiento de ir hacia la luz de la ventana lo hubiera sacado del mundo".”
― Ricardo Piglia