Sherman

“Mead.
O sweet elixir,
Ye bless the lips and steal the wits.
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― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“Aquellos autoexámenes y autocríticas constituían un rasgo fundamental de la China de Mao. Se nos decía q nos convertiríamos en personas nuevas y mejores, pero en realidad se trataba de una introspección destinada al propósito de crear un pueblo desprovisto de pensamiento propio”
― Jung Chang, Wild Swans

“Two tears in a bucket. Motherfuck it.’ That’s Mama, she’s a okay girl.”
― John Berendt, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil

“Islanders were required, by the very nature of their landscape, to watch their step moment by moment. No one trod easily upon the emotions of another where the sea licked everywhere against an endless shoreline. And this was excellent and poor at the same time—excellent because it meant most people took care, poor because it meant an inbreeding of the spirit, too much held in, regret and silent brooding, a world whose inhabitants walked in trepidation, in fear of opening up. Considered and considerate, formal at every turn, they were shut out and shut off from the deep interplay of their minds. They could not speak freely because they were cornered: everywhere they turned there was water and more water, a limitless expanse of it in which to drown. They held their breath and walked with care, and this made them who they were inside, constricted and small, good neighbors.”
― David Guterson, Snow Falling on Cedars