Sofia Murillo

“I knew I should be grateful to Mrs Guinea, only I couldn't feel a thing. If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat - on the deck of a ship or a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok - I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“Truth lingers, unseen like phantoms but there to rattle and scream wherever people try hardest to forget.”
― Pitchaya Sudbanthad, Bangkok Wakes to Rain

“Aman iman, Adaora weakly thought. The phrase meant "water is life" in the Tuareg language of Tamasheck. She'd once worked with a Tuareg man on a diving expedition. "Aman iman," had been his answer when Adaora asked how a man of the Sahara Desert became an expert scuba diver. Despite the pain in her lungs now and the swallowing darkness, she smiled. Aman iman.”
― Nnedi Okorafor