Beach. Everyone who can must work to strengthen
Madame? Yes? What do I do? Just walk. She walks. Now there are cold round pebbles beneath her feet. Now crackling weeds. Now something smoother: wet, unwrinkled sand. She bends and spreads her fingers...
Maybe the Sea of Flames never existed at all, maybe curses aren’t real, maybe her father is right: Earth is all magma and continental crust and ocean. Gravity and time. Stones are just stones and rain...
Membership in the State Youth becomes mandatory. The boys in Werner’s Kameradschaften are taught parade maneuvers and quizzed on fitness standards and required to run sixty meters in twelve seconds. E...
«Piensa en los obstáculos como en oportunidades,
Nearly every species that has ever lived has gone extinct,
Only through the hottest fires, whispers the radio, can purification be achieved. Only through the harshest tests can God’s chosen rise.
Open your eyes, concluded the man, and see what you can with them before they close forever
Out there people chase questions of great importance.
Para aquellos hombres el tiempo era un exceso, un barril que se vaciaba lentamente. Cuando en realidad, piensa él, se parece más a un charco luminoso que uno lleva entre las manos y debe proteger con...
Thumb. Marie-Laure’s father is principal locksmith for the National Museum of Natural History. Between the laboratories, warehouses, four separate public museums, the menagerie, the greenhouses, the a...
Rain falls so lightly that it seems indistinguishable from fog.
To shut your eyes is to guess nothing of blindness. Beneath your world of skies and faces and buildings exists a rawer and older world, a place where surface planes disintegrate and sounds ribbon in s...
You know the greatest lesson of history? It’s that history is whatever the victors say it is. That’s the lesson. Whoever wins, that’s who decides the history. We act in our own self- interest. Of cour...
Some people are weak in some ways, sir. Other in other ways
Sometimes the eye of a hurricane is the safest place to be
Swifts, flushed from chimneys, catch fire and swoop like blown sparks out over the ramparts and extinguish themselves in the sea.
Tatal ei radiaza o mie de culori, opal, rosu-capsuna, ruginiu-inchis, verde crud; un miros de ulei si metal, senzatia de cheie potrivita in yala, zornaitul cheilor lui pe inel in timp ce merge.
That little rock you’re so curious about may have seen Alaric sack Rome; it may have glittered in the eyes of Pharaohs. Scythian queens might have danced all night wearing it. Wars might have been fou...
That something so small could be so beautiful. Worth so much. Only strongest people can turn away from feelings like that.
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