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“I have felt so many loves so deeply: love of friends, love somewhere between friendship and romance that our society doesn’t define, love of art, love of life, love of death, love of language, so many loves such a multitude more than romance. Yet I have never been in a “relationship.”
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“The Evening Star
The moon, stooping mother, asked her son, "I don't know where your father is. Find him and give him word of me."
The son took off in search of the brightest of all lights. He didn't find him at noontime, when the sun of the Tarascan people drinks his wine and dances with his women to the beat of drums. He didn't find him on the horizons and in the regions of the dead. The sun wasn't in any of his four houses.
The evening star is still hunting his father across the sky. He always arrives too early or too late.”
― Memoria del fuego 1: Los nacimientos (Biblioteca Eduardo Galeano)
The moon, stooping mother, asked her son, "I don't know where your father is. Find him and give him word of me."
The son took off in search of the brightest of all lights. He didn't find him at noontime, when the sun of the Tarascan people drinks his wine and dances with his women to the beat of drums. He didn't find him on the horizons and in the regions of the dead. The sun wasn't in any of his four houses.
The evening star is still hunting his father across the sky. He always arrives too early or too late.”
― Memoria del fuego 1: Los nacimientos (Biblioteca Eduardo Galeano)
“The fact that I am writing to you in English already falsifies what I wanted to tell you. My subject: how to explain to you that I don’t belong to English though I belong nowhere else Gustavo Pérez Firmat”
― Drown
― Drown
“They say nothing lasts forever but they're just scared it will last longer than they can love it.”
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“She told me she met the love of her life,” Zohra says at last, still staring out the window. “You read poems about it, you hear stories about it, you hear Sicilians talk about being struck by lightning. We know there’s no love of your life. Love isn’t terrifying like that. It’s walking the fucking dog so the other one can sleep in, it’s doing taxes, it’s cleaning the bathroom without hard feelings. It’s having an ally in life. It’s not fire, it’s not lightning. It’s what she always had with me. Isn’t it? But what if she’s right, Arthur? What if the Sicilians are right? That it’s this earth-shattering thing she felt? Something I’ve never felt. Have you?”
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