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“Certa vez perguntou a Dona Xeila, puta conhecida que vivia nas esquinas com cigarro na boca esperando alguém tomar seu tempo pagando dinheiro, como era não ser preto. Respondeu-lhe ela: é carregar menos um pecado.”
― Patrick Torres, O cozer das pedras, o roer dos ossos

“For someone who loved words as much as I did, it was amazing how often they failed me.”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

“How strange,’ said Ramy. ‘To love the stuff and the language, but to hate the country.’

‘Not as odd as you’d think,’ said Victoire. ‘There are people, after all, and then there are things.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel

“He needed to tell her...what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows