Levy Marchetto

“If Peeta and I were both to die, or they thought we were....My fingers fumble with the pouch on my belt, freeing it. Peeta sees it and his hand clamps on my wrist. "No, I won't let you." "Trust me," I whisper. He holds my gaze for a long moment then lets go. I loosen the top of the pouch and pour a few spoonfuls of berries into his palm. Then I fill my own. "On the count of three?" Peeta leans down and kisses me once, very gently. "The count of three," he says. We stand, our backs pressed together, our empty hands locked tight. "Hold them out. I want everyone to see," he says. I spread out my fingers, and the dark berries glisten in the sun. I give Peeta's hand one last squeeze as a signal, as a good-bye, and we begin counting. "One." Maybe I'm wrong. "Two." Maybe they don't care if we both die. "Three!" It's too late to change my mind. I lift my hand to my mouth taking one last look at the world. The berries have just passed my lips when the trumpets begin to blare. The frantic voice of Claudius Templesmith shouts above them. "Stop! Stop! Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present the victors of the 74th Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark! I give you - the tributes of District 12!”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Algumas sepulturas como se olhavam com afeto e se queriam aproximar; em outras, transparecia repugnância por estarem perto. Havia ali, naquele mudo laboratório de decomposições, solicitações incompreensíveis, repulsões, simpatias e antipatias; havia túmulos arrogantes, vaidosos, orgulhosos, humildes, alegres e tristes; e de muito, ressumava o esforço, um esforço extraordinário, para escapar ao nivelamento da morte, ao apagamento que ela traz às condições e às fortunas.”
― Lima Barreto, O Triste Fim de Policarpo Quaresma

“Se o estudo ao qual a pessoa se dedica tende a enfraquecer seus afetos e a destruir o gosto por aqueles prazeres simples que não se deveriam deixar contaminar, nesse caso tal estudo é decerto injustificado, ou seja, impróprio à mente humana.”
― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

“To truly love we must learn to mix various ingredients - care, affection, recognition, respect, commitment, and trust, as well as honest and open communication.”
― Bell Hooks, All About Love: New Visions