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“I have discovered your great wound. You are dying from this flower blooming on your side.”
― Franz Kafka, A Country Doctor

“y en este mundo, en conclusión, todos sueñan lo que son, aunque ninguno lo entiende.”
― Pedro Calderón de la Barca, La vida es sueño

“Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as I do. And she is dead. I am the present, but I know I, too, will pass. The high moment, the burning flash, come and are gone, continuous quicksand. And I don’t want to die.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other's light.”
― James Baldwin, Nothing Personal