Maria

“The black asphalt wouls shimmer with vapors I had a theory about those vapors...not released by the sun but by a huge onion buried under the city. This onion made us cry... I thought about the giant onion, that remarkable bulb of sadness.”
― Gary Soto, Buried Onions

“That does it. It can't be true love. Mr. Willow has eyes like a sick kitten. You might love a sick kitten but you don't marry it, you keep it as a pet.”
― Rodman Philbrick, The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg

“The future is like the moon. You never expect to go there, or think about what it might be like.”
― Rodman Philbrick, The Last Book in the Universe

“Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air.”
― Willam Shakesphere, Macbeth