Jorge L.

“Memories? Pheh. Those just get in the way of living.”
― Tsukumizu, Girls' Last Tour, Vol. 1

“Pero parece ser que los humanos somos capaces de introducir corrupción hasta en el paraíso.”
― David Nel, Alba Infinita: Thriller distópico de ciencia ficción social (Alba Infinita nº1)

“The final end of Eternity, and the beginning of Infinity”
― Isaac Asimov, The End of Eternity

“o. It is not wonderful. It is an ugly world. Not like this one. Anarres is all dusty and dry hills. All meager, all dry. And the people aren’t beautiful. They have big hands and feet, like me and the waiter there. But not big bellies. They get very dirty, and take baths together, nobody here does that. The towns are very small and dull, they are dreary. No palaces. Life is dull, and hard work. You can’t always have what you want, or even what you need, because there isn’t enough. You Urrasti have enough. Enough air, enough rain, grass, oceans, food, music, buildings, factories, machines, books, clothes, history. You are rich, you own. We are poor, we lack. You have, we do not have. Everything is beautiful here. Only not the faces. On Anarres nothing is beautiful, nothing but the faces. The other faces, the men and women. We have nothing but that, nothing but each other. Here you see the jewels, there you see the eyes. And in the eyes you see the splendor, the splendor of the human spirit. Because our men and women are free—possessing nothing, they are free. And you the possessors are possessed. You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes—the wall, the wall!”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed: An Ambiguous Utopia