Leyre

“Porque aunque grandes escritores escribiesen infinidad de veces en el papel 'Y fueron felices para siempre', desconocían que las historias más bonitas siempre tienen un momento en el que se rompen. Como las hojas secas en otoño.”
― Daniel Ojeda

“He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar. Reflecting sunlight, they swirled and sailed and fluttered on the wind drafts.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Life is a wonderful, mesmerizing, magical, fun, silly thing. And humans are astounding. We all know we’re going to die, and yet we still live. We shout and curse and care when the full bin bag breaks, yet with every minute that passes we edge closer to the end. We marvel at a nectarine sunset over the M25 or the smell of a baby’s head or the efficiency of flat-pack furniture, even though we know that everyone we love will cease to exist one day. I don’t know how we do it.”
― Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love