Anna

“La vida, perquè sigui vida, s'ha de viure a poc a poc...”
― Mercè Rodoreda, La plaça del Diamant

“I want to change. But my bones are old, my heart is selfish, my spirit is weary. I look at me and I look at you, and I see two different dream. I am death. And you, Sidra…” He reached out to touch her face, softly, as if she might vanish beneath his fingers. “You are life.”
She closed her eyes beneath his caress. When his hand eased away, she looked at him and whispered, “Does that mean we cannot exist as one?”
He had been waiting for her to ask this. He had yearned to answer her in the orchard, when she had made it evident that they were vastly contrasting souls.
“No,” Torin said. “It means that without you, I am nothing.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“The menfolk, they die, all right. And it's us women who walk around, like the Bible says, and mourn. The menfolk, they die, and it's over for them, but we women, we have to keep on living and try to forget what they done to us.”
― James Baldwin, Go Tell It on the Mountain

“I've been slowly wearing away at my ignorance and, as I said, I've always kept on learning. But that ignorance is still so vast that even today, at seventy, learning this quiet life, I still cherish the hope of being able to embrace everything and experience everything, the unknown and the known, yes, even those things I've known before. There's an intense longing for the known as there is for the unknown because one just can't accept that certain things won't repeat themselves.”
― Javier Marías, All Souls