Zorbas

“People never really died. They only went on to a better place, to wait a while for their loved ones to join them. And then once more they went back to the world, in the same way they had arrived the first time around.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“- ¿Por qué no gritas, mamá? ¿Por qué no lo mandas a la puta mierda? ¿Por qué no le envenenas la comida? ¿Por qué no le cortas toda la ropa con las tijeras del jardinero? ¿Por qué no le pides el divorcio, mamá? ¿Por qué no dejas de mimetizarte con el sofá, con las cortinas, con el papel tapiz, camaleón estúpido, y no sales de ahí, de dónde sea que estés y lo obligas a mirarte a la cara?”
― María Fernanda Ampuero, Sacrificios humanos

“Había que haberse amado entre chicas, pero somos lo que somos y lo que somos es casi siempre brutal.”
― María Fernanda Ampuero, Sacrificios humanos

“I’ve taken to talking to the ground as if it is Stacy. I tell her how happy I am to still be with her, even though we can’t see each other. I’m sure she feels the same way, comforting her lonely nights by knowing that I am still inside her, thinking about her.

After my voice starts to get scratchy, I just speak to her in my head.”
― Carlton Mellick III, The Haunted Vagina