Victoria

“This isn't a war," said the artilleryman. "It never was a war, any more than there's war between man and ants.”
― H.G. Wells, The War of the Worlds

“Pero hasta en los corazones de los inocentes... no, sobre todo en el corazón de los inocentes, palpita latente la semilla de un poder que no responde sino al dolor y la pérdida.”
― Adhara Irene Redruello, El Libro Azul: La Maldición de Esker'lamet

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“I don’t know what I’m looking for.”
“What not?”
“Because … because … I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn’t be able to look for them.”
― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy