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“Going through the mirrors requires confronting yourself. You need guts, you know, to look yourself straight in the eyes, to see yourself as you are, to dive into your own reflection. Those who hide their faces, those who lie to themselves, those who see themselves better than they are, they will never be able. So believe me, it doesn't run the sidewalks!”
― Christelle Dabos, A Winter's Promise

“At what moment?" she asked him. "At what moment do we cease to be humans and become objects?"

Blaise continued to make his way in silence, carrying the lamp at arm's length to spread its light as far as possible. When he finally replied, it was in a different voice from usual, deeper, calmer, and without the slightest stutter: "Some humans are objects while they're alive, Mademoiselle Eulalia.”
― Christelle Dabos, La Mémoire de Babel

“Cinquantasei". Si schiarì la gola. Mai Ofelia l'aveva visto così intimidito, nonostante lui si sforzasse di non lasciar trapelare niente. "è il numero delle mie cicatrici".”
― Christelle Dabos, La Mémoire de Babel