Martha

“La muerte tiene algo que hace que la gente desee vivir.”
― Jill Santopolo, La luz que perdimos

“I still think about you. I think about that fork in the road, what would have happened if we'd taken it. Two roads diverged. The thing about roads, is sometimes you happen upon them again. Sometimes you get another chance to travel down the same path.”
― Jill Santopolo, The Light We Lost

“All Latin Americans know about the disappeared. The period of the late 1970s and 1980s was a dark time in South America. It was a time of military dictatorships in Argentina, Uruguay, and Chile. The governments kidnapped civilians and took them to undisclosed locations and tortured and killed them. Their bodies were never found. Their bones were never found. In Argentina, in just seven years’ time, the government disappeared about thirty thousand people. They woke up one morning and went about their days and then they vanished without a trace. So in Argentina, their mothers formed a group called the Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo. They wore white scarves around their heads and marched two by two in front of the presidential palace every Thursday afternoon at 3:30 P.M. holding pictures of their disappeared children. They still do it every Thursday afternoon. These mothers are legendary. They have been marching for forty years.”
― Karla Cornejo Villavicencio, The Undocumented Americans

“I knew I'd have to forget that, ignore what could be.”
― Jill Santopolo, The Light We Lost