Débora

“Words are like arrows, Arianne. Once loosed, you cannot call them back.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

“Dentro de cada um há o seu escuro. E nesse escuro só mora quem lá inventamos. Somos nós quem enchemos o escuro com os nossos medos.”
― Mia Couto

“She closes her eyes. He probably won’t come back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another.
You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People

“Gradually the waiting began to feel less like waiting and more like this was simply what life was: the distracting tasks undertaken while the thing you are waiting for continues not to happen.”
― Sally Rooney, Conversations with Friends