Delfunia

“I take a longer look at the words on her headstone.
Brave, kind, loyal, sweet, loving, graceful, strong, thoughtful, funny, genuine, hopeful, playful, insightful, and on and on…
Was she, though? Was she any of those things? The words make me angry. I can’t look at them any longer.
Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can’t we be honest about them?”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“¿Qué importa quién mató a
quién? Los dos matamos a alguien. ¿Pero acaso todos los seres
humanos no somos iguales? ¿No valemos lo mismo? Un clearing. El
día de nuestro juicio, Ernesto y yo nos podremos quejar de que no
cometimos el crimen que se nos imputa, pero no vamos a poder
decir que somos inocentes. En el fondo, nadie es inocente. Aunque
todos seamos animalitos de Dios. Alicia, Charo, Ernesto, yo. Matar a
uno o a otro no cambia mayormente la pena o el castigo. Sí la culpa.
Yo no me hubiera permitido matar a Alicia. Mucho menos a Ernesto,
que es el padre de mi hija.

A Tuya sí. Tuya es otra cosa.”
― Claudia Piñeiro, Tuya

“We should always make time for the things we like. If we don't, we might forget how to be happy.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“You really are a complete idiot if you believe that," Henry hisses, the note balled in his fist. "When have I ever, since the first instant I touched you, pretended to be anything less than in love with you? Are you so fucking self-absorbed as to think this is about you and whether or not I love you, rather than the fact I'm an heir to the fucking throne? You at least have the option to not choose a public life eventually, but I will live and die in these palaces and in this family, so don't you dare come to me and question if I love you when it's the thing that could bloody well ruin everything.”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue