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“A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his image,”
― Joan Didion, The White Album: Essays

“In life, only potential was free. The outcome, the achievement, the aim came at a high cost, which she was prepared to pay.”
― Sofía Segovia, The Murmur of Bees

“The miracle would have been if those arrogant fools with the fate of the country in their hands had listened in time to the voices of the experts. Now it was too late.”
― Sofía Segovia, The Murmur of Bees

“Childhood is dark and it’s always moaning like a little animal that’s locked in a cellar and forgotten. It comes out of your throat like your breath in the cold, and sometimes it’s too little, other times too big. It never fits exactly. It’s only when it has been cast off that you can look at it calmly and talk about it like an illness you’ve survived.”
― Tove Ditlevsen, Childhood