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“Si alguien quisiera hacer una lectura de nuestra patria, de esta patria por la que hemos jurado morir en cada himno cantado en los patios de la escuela, esta patria que se ha llevado vidas de jóvenes en sus guerras, esta patria que ha enterrado gente en campos de concentración, si alguien quisiera hacer un registro exacto de esa mierda, entonces debería ver el cuerpo de La Tía Encarna. Eso somos como país también, el daño sin tregua al cuerpo de las travestis. La huella dejada en determinados cuerpos, de manera injusta, azarosa y evitable, esa huella de odio.”
― Las malas
― Las malas
“I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.”
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
“She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes -- her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green -- exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry's did.
Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection.
"Mum?" he whispered. "Dad?"
They just looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry's knobbly knees -- Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.
The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside of him, half joy, half terrible sadness.”
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection.
"Mum?" he whispered. "Dad?"
They just looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry's knobbly knees -- Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.
The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside of him, half joy, half terrible sadness.”
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
“Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!”
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
― Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
“Braccas meas vescimini!"
I wasn't sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant 'Eat my pants!”
― The Lightning Thief
I wasn't sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant 'Eat my pants!”
― The Lightning Thief
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