Cande

“Name one hero who was happy."
I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
"You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
"I can't."
"I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
"Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
"I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
"Why me?"
"Because you're the reason. Swear it."
"I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
"I swear it," he echoed.
We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
"I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“His soul might be a sun. I’ve never met anyone who had the sun for a soul.”
― Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun

“La gente le tiene muchísimo más miedo a las palabras que a los cañones. Las palabras han hecho revoluciones, puentes, caminos. Han logrado que la gente se enamore o se odie para siempre. Hay palabras grandes como monocotiledónea o gatroenterólogo y pequeñitas pero poderosas como paz. Importantes como justicia, imprescindibles como vida, valiosas como sueño, muy poco significativas como dinero... Lo importante es cómo se usan y qué se quiere decir cuando se usan.”
― Benito Taibo, Persona normal

“Si te enterraron, germiná.”
― Juan Solá, Épica Urbana