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At last these people grew weary of their meaningless toil, and signs of suffering came into their faces, and then they proclaimed that suffering was a beauty, for in suffering alone was there meaning.
They glorified suffering in their songs.

..."Knowledge is higher than feeling,
the consciousness of life is higher than life. Science will give us wisdom, wisdom will reveal the laws, and the knowledge of the laws of happiness is higher than happiness."

They became acquainted with sorrow and loved sorrow; they thirsted for suffering, and said that truth could only be attained through suffering.

On our earth we can only love with suffering and through suffering. We cannot love otherwise, and we know of no other sort of love. I want suffering in order to love.

"“A compact! Speak, tell me, tell me all beforehand; I agree to anything, I am
ready for anything,” I cried delighted. “I answer for myself, I will be obedient,
respectful . . . you know me. . . . ”
Pero Dios mío, muchacho pero cálmate.

"I am a dreamer; I have so
little real life that I look upon such moments as this now, as so rare, that I cannot
help going over such moments again in my dreams. I shall be dreaming of you all
night, a whole week, a whole year. I shall certainly come here tomorrow, just here
to this place, just at the same hour, and I shall be happy remembering today. "
Bro, usted es raro-.

Da solía decir que solo los tontos y los
cobardes menosprecian el miedo. El miedo te mantiene vivo.

La ignorancia puede ser una bendición, pero solo si pesa más que la curiosidad. La curiosidad es una droga de entrada a la compasión,
la advertencia de Da hace eco por mi cabeza, y ya lo sé, ya lo sé; pero aquí no hay ninguna Historia por la que sentir compasión.

—¿De qué tienes miedo, Kenzie? —me preguntas.
Dices que me pasaste el trabajo a mí y no puedo evitar preguntarme si es por eso que ahora estás cada vez peor. Apagándote más rápido.
—De perderte.
—Nada se pierde. Jamás.

—¿De qué tienes miedo, Kenzie? —me preguntas.
Dices que me pasaste el trabajo a mí y no puedo evitar preguntarme si es por eso que ahora estás cada vez peor. Apagándote más rápido.
—De perderte.
—Nada se pierde. Jamás.

Todavía no son disonantes ni violentos, solo un poco desordenados. Te conté eso y me dijiste que iba a empeorar,
y cuando lo dijiste parecías triste. Me explicaste que es genético, el potencial, pero que no se manifiesta hasta que el predecesor hace la elección. Y tú me elegiste. Espero que no te hayas arrepentido. Yo no lo lamento. Solo lamento que a medida que me fortalezco,
pareces debilitarte.

:(

oh, otra esposa en apuros t.t

“If you don’t take care of your teeth,” she continues, “then
you lose the privilege to have teeth.”
“Evelyn?”
“Andy knew that. He knew that was my rule.” She lifts her
eyes. “When I pulled out one of his baby teeth with pliers, I
thought he understood.”

“It’s such a shame,” she says, “that he never really learned.
I’m glad you stepped up and taught him a lesson.”

OMG, la manzana no cayó lejos del árbol

Detective Connors gives me one last long look. And then
he goes back upstairs to join his colleagues. And I realize
something incredible.
I’m not going to walk out of here in handcuffs after all.



AAAAHA, JUSTICE FOR MY BABIEEEEES

“Millie, be reasonable!” His voice breaks. “At least I left
you with some water. Can’t I have some water?”
“I’m afraid not,” I say. “Maybe next time, you should
leave the girl you lock in the room with more water, so some
will be left for you.”
With those words, I walk down the hallway as he screams
my name. As soon as I get down to the bedroom, I google:
How long can a person live without water?''

In Millie w trust

I initially wanted to hire a maid in hopes that she would
become my replacement—that if Andrew fell in love with
another woman, he would finally let me go. But that’s not why
I hired Millie. That’s not why I gave her a copy of the key to
the room. And that’s not why I left a bottle of pepper spray in
the blue bucket in the closet.
I hired her to kill him.
She just doesn’t know it.

Estas mujeres son badass

He’s in love with
her now. He’s her problem.
I’m free.

Ay. Mi. Madre.
Me preguntaba de qué iba a ser el segundo libro antes de la primera mitad, ya que se habían librado de Nina, pero ya veo de qué va a ser

Enzo es horrible también, perro fingidor

Oh, así que Andrew es el que está loco como ''loco loco''... vaya.

''And I smile. My first real smile in almost eight years.
I can’t believe I finally got rid of that asshole''.

qué-

Siento que voy a arruinar -aún más- mi ritmo de lectura del bajón que este libro me va a provocar.

¿Eso me detiene? No.
¿Me hace tener más ganas de leerlo? Absolutamente.

Let me guess: you’re the only living thing in your home. Or, wait – you live down with the mole people, don’t you?”
“No mole people, and I have some firewood. Does that count?”
“Dead things don’t count. So, I guess –”
“That counts me out, too?”

LMAAAAO