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Beatriz Esteban
“—Si lo piensas, cuando tienes diecinueve años también tienes dieciocho, y diecisiete, y dieciséis, y quince, catorce, trece, doce, once... Hasta un año. Te pasas la vida despertando la mañana de tu cumpleaños esperando sentirte distinto, pero no. Todo sigue igual que ayer. Y no sientes que hayas cumplido diecinueve años, te sientes como dieciocho. Pero también los tienes. Por eso habrá días que dirás algo estúpido y esa será la parte de ti que todavía tiene diez años. O quizás algún día necesites buscar los brazos de tu madre porque estás asustada, y esa es la parte de ti que tiene cinco años. Y por eso, quizás, cuando seamos adultos, también necesitaremos llorar como si tuviéramos tres años. Y está bien. A veces necesitamos llorar porque nos sentimos niños.
—Y a veces porque sentimos que ya no lo somos.”
Beatriz Esteban, Aunque llueva fuego

Andy Weir
“I penetrated the outer cell membrane with a nanosyringe."
"You poked it with a stick?"
"No!" I said. "Well. Yes. But it was a scientific poke with a very scientific stick.”
Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

Rick Riordan
“Al mar no le gusta que lo contengan.”
Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

Rick Riordan
“I glanced at Annabeth and Grover. We'd been through so much together. I imagined Annabeth with silver hair and wrinkles, chuckling as she called me Seaweed Brain for the fourth millionth time in our lives. I imagined Grover with tufts of white hair coming out of his ears, his back hunched as he leaned on a cane, bleating as he complained about his aching hooves, then maybe taking a nap on a bench in our beachside garden while I sat next to him, resting my aching bones as I watched the waves and smelled the sea air. Aching bones weren't hard for me to imagine. Actually, the rest wasn't hard to imagine, either.
Gary expected me to wrestle him. And unless I died young, I couldn't beat Old Age. But what if I embraced him?”
Rick Riordan, The Chalice of the Gods

Rick Riordan
“Cool.” I used my flashlight to draw a glowing smiley face on the wall. “How old are you?” Annabeth asked. “Eight just last week.”
Rick Riordan, The Chalice of the Gods

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