Osiris

“That said, a fireball like the one hurtling towards us was worthy of the utmost respect. To adopt the jargon of commercial managers, this was a Premium-Class Fireball. Speaking in poetic terms, it was a Tsar-Fireball. A biologist would have said it was an Alpha-Fireball. As a cool, calculating mathematician might have remarked, it was a fireball with a diameter of about three metres.

It was a fireball fearsome enough to make you shit yourself!”
― Sergei Lukyanenko

“I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.'
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We sat there, side by side, on the old wooden bench, not saying anything. I thought about adults. I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies, like children books hidden in the middle of dull, long books. The kind with no pictures or conversations.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

“Quizá la culpa no era suya sino de la condición misma del tiempo, de los días, que se sucedían a un ritmo abúlico y discreto, e inesperadamente le caían encima convertidos en voluminosas décadas: un tiempo homogéneo, sin puertas ni límites palpables, en el que la adolescencia se encontraba a segundos de la vejez; un tiempo engañoso que sólo daba la cara cuando uno se detenía a reflexionar en él.”
― Guillermo Fadanelli, ¿Te veré en el desayuno?

“You believe that some people have dementia and some people do not, but that is not correct. All people have dementia—some are simply in worse condition than others. After all, most people with dementia are unaware that anything is wrong with them.”
― Hiroshi Yamamoto, The Stories of Ibis