A.

“С инстинкта си на пламенно същество тя усещаше, че любовта е трагично и силно чувство, което човек трябваше да уважава дори у глупавите хора.”
― Dimitar Dimov, Тютюн

“There was always something else in him. It was more than sadness. It wasn't hate; hate is simple, and Sebastian was never easy to understand. I was never afraid of what he might do to me, not even toward the end, but I was always anxious. Even those first weeks were both things, a mixture, difficult, easy and delightful, funny, awful and wonderful.”
― Malin Persson Giolito, Störst av allt

“You loved people and you came to depend on their being there. but people died or changed or went away and it hurt too much. The only way to avoid that poin was not to love anyone, and not to let anyone get too close or too important. The secret of not being hurt like this again, I decided, was never depending on anyone, never needing, never loving.
It is the last dream of children, to be forever untouched.”
― Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name

“A choice of pains. That's what living was all about.”
― Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name