Sofía

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
― Edvard Munch

“These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“I am the blood of the dragon. I must be strong. I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

“We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion