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No has obtenido la libertad porque te hayan comprado o vendido. Has luchado por tu dignidad en nombre de la espada, y ahora eres libre.

It was the look some people lived their whole lives waiting for, and others lived their whole lives without receiving. It was the look that Tella had kept hoping she'd seen…

Their mother had once told them there was nothing like the love of a sister, and this was one of the moments where Tella could feel that truth. She could feel her sister loving her twice as much as before, trying to heal the wound her mother's death had left.

Why are you being so nice?" she asked.
"If you think I'm being nice, you really need to spend time with better people.

If she perished there'd also be no one to take care of Scarlett, to make sure her sister had all the proper adventures and kissed more boys than just Julian. Scarlett deserved all the kisses. Maybe Tella wanted more kisses too, ones that wouldn't end in death.

If another boy had looked at her that wey she might have felt momentarily special. People rarely looked each other in the eye for prolonged periods of time. There was almost something more intimate about it than touching.

Saying something was for someone else's own good was almost always another way of justifying something wrong.

En el solsticio de Invierno todo lo que se podía lograr esta ahora completo, y la nueva vida es un germen protegido en la oscuridad de la conciencia. Es la fase del desprendimiento, del silencio, de la concentración, de la responsabilidad de una nueva concepción.

Cuando se practican rituales, se aprende muy rápidamente que los dos componentes principales de un ritual son la fe y la intención: hay que creer en lo que se hace y expresar con claridad y precisión lo que se desea.

She'd once heard emotions and desires fueled the magic that made wishes possible.But either Scarlett didn't feel enough, or the stories she'd heard about wishes were made of lies.
Or, perhaps, she was thinking of the wrong stories.
Hope is a powerful ting. Some say it's a different bread of magic altogether. Elusive, difficult to hold on to. But not much is needed.

The future knows what things we desire, unless there is something greater in our path that chases us away

… Dreams that come true can be beautiful, but they can also turn into nightmares when people won’t wake up.

Mastery is a process of narrowing your focus to a tiny element of success, repeating it until you have internalized the skill, and then using this new habit as the foundation to advance to the next frontier of your development.

Anyone can work hard when they feel motivated. It’s the ability to keep going when work isn’t exciting that makes the difference.

Never miss twice.

Lazlo was a firm believer in hard work. In fact, it was all he believed in: he completely rejected the idea of innate talent. He claimed that with deliberate practice and the development of good habits, a child became a genius in any field. His mantra was “A genius is not born, but is educated and trained.”

The people with the best self-control are typically the ones who need to use it the least. It's easier to practice self-restrain when you don't have to use it very often.

1. Decide the type of person you want to be.
2. Prove it to yourself with small wins.

Freedom. Choices. Wonder. Magic.
A beautiful, ridiculous fantasy.
And it was best to keep it that way. Wishes were about as real as unicorns.

Se enamoró de la libertad… creció en la armadura impenetrable de las buenas maneras y las convenciones, entrenada desde siempre para complacer y servir, limitada por el corsé, las rutinas, las normas sociales y el temor.

Azucena prestaba gratis sus servicios de enfermera, pero quien se atreviera a poner una mano encima de sus firmes carnes debía pagar en dinero constante y sonante, porque no había que confundir el buen corazón con la estupidez, como decía. Este es mi único capital y si no lo cuido estoy jodida, explicaba, dándose alegres palmadas en las nalgas.

Había inventado un amante perfecto y nutría esa quimera con invencible porfía. Su imaginación compensaba los ingratos abrazos con su amante, que la dejaban perdida en el limbo oscuro de su deseo insatisfecho.

"Miss Rose buscaba un pretendiente capaz de apreciar el claro discernimiento de su protegida, así como la firmeza de carácter y habilidad para dar vuelta a las situaciones a su favor, eso que Mama Fresia llamaba suerte y ella prefería llamar inteligencia; un hombre con solvencia económica y buen carácter, que le ofreciera seguridad y respeto, pero a quien Eliza pudiera manejar con soltura."

- Aquí hay mucha oposición de los católicos para eso. La maldición bíblica sobre la mujer es parir con dolor, Mr. Todd.
- ¿No les parece injusto, señores? La maldición del hombre es trabajar con el sudor de su frente, pero en este salón, sin ir más lejos, los caballeros se ganan la vida con el sudor ajeno -replicó Miss Rose sonrojándose violentamente.

“El primero le sirvió para ganarse la vida y el segundo para recordarla, si no con precisión, al menos con poética vaguedad de astrólogo. Lo que se olvida es como si nunca hubiera sucedido, pero sus recuerdos reales o ilusorios eran mucho y fue como vivir dos veces”