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The multiple choices and possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to.
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José Rizal
“One only dies once, and if one does not die well, a good opportunity is lost and will not present itself again.”
Jose Rizal

“La muerte estaba presente y firme pero no la veían. Los tocaba. Les echaba su aliento encima. Ella trataba de ver a la muerte. Varganciano constataba que su madre solo existía en aquellos ojos verdes. Era evidente que ella se aferraba a la orilla de un precipicio. La muerte era como un desaguadero que chupaba el espíritu, se había tendido en la cama pero como por debajo, por dentro, como si fuera otra señora. Una señora que quería usar a su madre a manera de vestido.”
Jose Pulido, Los héroes son villanos tímidos

Cormac McCarthy
“You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.”
Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

Christopher Isherwood
“His life has been lived, so far, within narrow limits and he is quite naïve about most kinds of experience; he fears it and yet is wildly eager for it. To reassure himself, he converts it into epic myth as fast as it happens. He is forever play-acting.”
Christopher Isherwood, Down There on a Visit

André Aciman
“Do you really like to read that much?” she asked as we ambled our way casually in the dark toward the piazzetta. I looked at her as if she had asked me if I loved music, or bread and salted butter, or ripe fruit in the summertime. “Don’t get me wrong,” she said. “I like to read too. But I don’t tell anyone.” At last, I thought, someone who speaks the truth. I asked her why she didn’t tell anyone. “I don’t know…” This was more her way of asking for time to think or to hedge before answering, “People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are.” “Do you hide who you are?” “Sometimes. Don’t you?” “Do I? I suppose.”
André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

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