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"10 años después de la primera vez que bajé al infierno, vuelvo a adentrarme en el lugar sin esperanza. mejor que la primera. pero sigo sin terminar de conectar con Dante." — Jul 20, 2025 07:30AM
"10 años después de la primera vez que bajé al infierno, vuelvo a adentrarme en el lugar sin esperanza. mejor que la primera. pero sigo sin terminar de conectar con Dante." — Jul 20, 2025 07:30AM
“Well' Francie decided, 'I guess the thing that is giving me this headache is life - and nothing else but'.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“Muchos años después, frente al pelotón de fusilamiento, el coronel Aureliano Buendía había de recordar aquella tarde remota en que su padre lo llevó a conocer el hielo. Macondo era entonces una aldea de 20 casas de barro y cañabrava construidas a la orilla de un río de aguas diáfanas que se precipitaban por un lecho de piedras pulidas, blancas y enormes como huevos prehistóricos. El mundo era tan reciente, que muchas cosas carecían de nombre, y para mencionarlas había que señalarlas con el dedo".”
― Cien años de soledad
― Cien años de soledad
“I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the brown bowl. Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard. She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. She was Katie's secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father stumbling home drunk. She was all of these things and of something more...It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life - the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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