Michal

“The truth is that I could scream hateful vitriol at Giddon in the morning, then in the afternoon, go running to him for help, and he would drop everything to help me.
Isn’t that the kind of person I’d like to be for Moth?
But how does a person become generous like that?”
― Kristin Cashore, Seasparrow

“The underdevelopment in Latin America is a consequence of development elsewhere, that we Latin Americans are poor because the ground we tread is rich, and that places privileged by nature have been cursed by history. In this world of ours, a world of powerful centers and subjugated outposts, there is no wealth that must not be held in some suspicion.”
― Eduardo Galeano, Open Veins of Latin America: Five Centuries of the Pillage of a Continent

“ It’s like I’m drowning. The sadness is too great.
Girl breathing, said Hope.
She’d startled me. Dripping with snot and tears, I stared at her over my figurines. Are you listening to my thoughts, Hope?
Girl told them to me. Girl isn’t drowning. Girl breathing.
I feel like I’m drowning.
Girl’s lungs full of air. Expanding.
I took a long, deep breath, paying attention to my lungs filling with air.
See? she said. Hope right.”
― Kristin Cashore, Seasparrow

“I remember something else from the time I spent trapped. I remember Bitterblue’s voice, calling down from above. I remember how inconsolable she was, terrified that I was stranded in a place she wouldn’t be able to reach me. And I remember that even in that moment, my own pain began to shift into the wish to comfort her pain.
I lose myself in that wish. I disappear. Suddenly Bitterblue is there, and I am gone. It’s not her fault. It’s my whole thing, right? I disappear from myself. It’s a way of being I got stuck inside, a long time ago.
I’ve been thinking about how to get unstuck. Even if it hurts.”
― Kristin Cashore, Seasparrow