Ana

“Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”
― José Saramago, Blindness

“You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activites in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.”
― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

“As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis