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“After those minutes of bewilderment, they hand over to the woman who transported her, cared for and fed her in this first stage of her life. Between her arms she feels again the same calmness of every night. A man approaches her and turns to her. -Cinderella recognizes the thick voice that she has also heard during her trip and that now sweetly says: -Welcome to the planet Earth, Cindy-.”
― Alejandro Mier Uribe, Andares, la vida es un cuento

“No matter your age, religion or ethnic origin. Sport is good for everyone. Sport generates peace and unites nations. No matter what the challenges are, never stray from your dreams. The more you persist, the closer you will get to your goals. When things get tough, become harder than them.”
― Elena Favilli, Rebel Girls Coloring Book Set

“You get surprised by looking back and wondering when you started not allowing anyone to approach you, to decide that deep down you did not care about anything. And surprise: all you manage to remember is a chain of small troubles. No earthquake, no gigantic traumatic event, as in the movies, where a significant event explains a whole personality. No dad or mom who left home, no surprised ex-husband in bed with your best friend. Rather: trifles of children, if anything. Minutiae, something that is almost laughable. Very small movements of indifference, of continental drift, that did not really move the floor at all, but that, millimeter after millimeter, they recorded inside you the certainty that it is better not to completely support yourself, because the floor is not stable, and You must always be ready to jump before a crack in the ground opens. And only now that, for a single night, you granted yourself a truce, you let yourself go and relaxed, only now that you finally let someone come to you and - How incredible! - not only did you not die, but you liked it more than what you could imagine, only now that you realize that until this moment everything was terribly exhausting.”
― Alice Basso, L'imprevedibile piano della scrittrice senza nome

“Then taken from the hand of his daughter, the youngest, the grandfather fell asleep. The furrows of his eyes reflected an exceptional fullness. His dream was beautiful, even though this time it did not include a return ticket.”
― Alejandro Mier Uribe, Andares, la vida es un cuento