Luis Duque

“Rise so high, in mud you lie.”
― Pierce Brown, Golden Son

“Within the four walls that form my room, this fortress which I have erected around my life and thoughts, my life has been slowly wasting away like a candle. No, I am wrong. It is like a green log which has rolled to one side of the fireplace and which has been scorched and charred by the flames from the other logs; it has neither burnt away nor remained fresh and green; it has been choked by the smoke and steam from the others.”
― Sadegh Hedayat, The Blind Owl

“Tell all who will hear, the Reaper sails to Mars. And he calls for an Iron Rain.”
― Pierce Brown, Golden Son

“From the moment that I lost her, from the time a massive wall, a damp dam without an opening, as heavy as lead, was erected between us, I felt as if my life has become forever meaningless and lost. Even if my caressing gaze and the deep pleasure I took in seeing her were one-sided and unrequited, it was only because she had not seen me. But I needed these eyes, and one look from her was enough to solve all philosophical problems and riddles of the divine - one look from her and secrets and riddles no longer had any meaning for me.”
― Sadegh Hedayat, The Blind Owl