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“He had looked at Jude, then, and had felt that same sensation he sometimes did when he thought, really thought of Jude and what his life had been: a sadness, he might have called it, but it wasn't a pitying sadness; it was a larger sadness, one that seemed to encompass all the poor striving people, the billions he didn't know, all living their lives, a sadness that mingled with a wonder and awe at how hard humans everywhere tried to live, even when their days were so very difficult, even when their circumstances were so wretched. Life is so sad, he would think in those moments. It's so sad, and yet we all do it.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“Cuánto duraba el ahora, cuánto tiempo era el presente.”
― Mariana Enriquez, Nuestra parte de noche

“I’m a strange new kind of inbetween thing aren’t I
not at home with the dead nor with the living”
― Anne Carson, Antigonick

“Anger always leaves a large void behind it, into which a flood of sorrow pours instantly, and keeps on flowing like a great river, without beginning or end.”
― Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead