Marta

“Lovers, or potential lovers, ought never to meet before the afternoon.”
― Vita Sackville-West, The Edwardians

“How could such a bitter thing become a means of pleasure? Everything on Valentine was the opposite. Work needn't be suffering, it could unite folks. A bright child like Chester might thrive and prosper, as Molly and her friends did. A mother raise her daughter with love and kindness. A beautiful soul like Caesar could be anything he wanted here, all of them could be: own a spread, be a schoolteacher, fight for colored rights. Even be a poet. In her Georgia misery she had pictured freedom, and it had not looked like this. Freedom was a community laboring for something lovely and rare.”
― Colson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad

“Debería existir una palabra para denominar ese breve período que sigue al despertar, cuando la mente está llena de la nada cálida y rosada. Uno permanece allí, acostado, libre de todo pensamiento, salvo por la creciente sospecha de que hacia uno se dirigen, como un guantazo recibido en plena noche en un callejón, todos los recuerdos de los que uno preferiría prescindir, y que se reducen al hecho de que el único factor mitigante de nuestro horrible futuro es la certeza de que será brevísimo.”
― Terry Pratchett, Mort

“Vera cried: 'Don´t you see? We´re the Zoo...Last night, we were hardly human any more. We´re the Zoo...”
― Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None