Gabriel Uchôa

“And I stay where I’m standing. And I look up and I see that the stars aren’t visible anymore, there are clouds covering the stars and everything has gotten much darker. Now the moon is half covered by clouds, I see, and I see clouds moving, covering the whole moon, and then it’s totally dark, and I can barely see my mother and father anymore. They’ve disappeared into the darkness, they’re both totally covered in darkness now. And I’m alone in the darkness again, exactly like I was before. I can’t see anything. And my parents, they were here just now, I saw them, I did. They were here. But where did they go. Well obviously they just disappeared into the darkness, they’re not visible now the way nothing is visible when it gets dark enough, black enough.”
― Jon Fosse, A Shining

“It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“é deste modo que o destino costuma comportar-se connosco, já está mesmo atrás de nós, já estendeu a mão para tocar-nos o ombro, e nós ainda vamos a murmurar, Acabou-se, não há mais nada que ver, é tudo igual.”
― José Saramago, The Tale of the Unknown Island

“Um poeta é como quem sai do banho e passa a mão pelo espelho embaciado para descobrir o seu próprio rosto.
Era isto que ele me dizia. Eu limpava os espelhos na esperança de me sentir assim, tentava desembaciar a vida, como o poeta dizia que tínhamos de fazer, passar a mão pela realidade até vermos um sorriso. Sei que é um trabalho árduo, há demasiado vapor a tornar a vida pouco nítida, desfocada. Mas vou insistir.”
― Afonso Cruz, هيا نشتر شاعرًا