Furia Quotes

“..sentía que formaba parte de una maquinaria,que él era un minúsculo engrane y que los otros también. Aunque pensar eso lo hacía sentir insignificante, se sentía también parte de un todo. Quizá sentir esto es Dios, pensaba, pero la primera vez que su cuerpo se unió al de alguien más tuvo esa misma sensación, la de bullir con otro cuerpo hasta formar parte los dos de un único brebaje.”
― Clyo Mendoza, Furia

“They were always spying on him, but this time they saw what they had been hoping to see; something out of the ordinary. Tied to the trunk of the tree in the yard was a man who looked wild, savage. His eyes were horrible, bloodshot eyes. Come on, let’s see what’s going on, said the children, moving a little closer. But no, they weren’t human eyes, they were the eyes of a dead man; but even so, the pupils moved and projected their infinite emptiness onto wherever they were directed. The children scented danger and left. It was three days before they opened their mouths again. Their grandmas had to spit alcohol on their shoulders, bathe them in flowers, make them chew on the skins of snakes.”
― Clyo Mendoza, Fury: A Novel

“But no, I’m lying when I say that too. Sometimes you don’t look at her, you don’t see the spiral. And to be honest, sometimes you enter there just to get your fill. Something inside you says: Yes, you can, let’s go there. I don’t need it, but I want it. The body is sometimes like those people who have experienced hunger in the past and force their children to finish every scrap on their plates.”
― Clyo Mendoza, Fury: A Novel

“His mother wasn’t proud of him, she said: Stay, child. Better we die together, don’t leave me here on my own. But bitterness was already a dense, impenetrable mass of a monster. He told her he’d be back, set a cold kiss on her forehead, and went off to fight a war in which he had no idea who or what he was defending, or why.”
― Clyo Mendoza, Fury: A Novel

“Il mercante finì il racconto con una battuta che non c'entrava nulla. Ridendo tra sé disse: è da pazzi credere che il Diavolo vesta sempre in modo elegante.”
― Clyo Mendoza, Furia