¿Los sordos pueden oír los latidos de su propio corazón, frau Elena?
Reading again: Who could possibly calculate the minimum time required for us to get out? Might we not be asphyxiated before the Nautilus could surface? Was it destined to perish in this tomb of ice al...
A tall window: five dozen inch-tall storm troopers march there, each toy man with a brown shirt and tiny red armband, some with flutes, some with drums, a few officers astride glossy black stallions.
And he laughs a pure, contagious laugh, one she will try to remember all her life, father and daughter turning in circles on the sidewalk in front of their apartment house, laughing together while sno...
Inside each airplane, a bombardier peers through an aiming window and counts to twenty.
Is she happy? For portions of every day, she is happy. When she's standing beneath a tree, for instance, listening to the leaves vibrating in the wind, or when she opens a package from a collector and...
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Assume the world offers safety and rationality when of course it does not.
Smoldering skeletons of the seafront
You know the greatest lesson of history? It’s that history is whatever the victors say it is.
Marie-Laure lee a Julio Verne en la conserjería, en el baño, en los corredores. Lee en los bancos que hay en la galería central y en cualquiera de los cientos de senderos de grava que hay en los ajrdi...
Parisian cousins nobody has heard from in decades now write letters begging for capons, hams, hens. The dentist is selling wine through the mail.
Quantos labirintos existem neste mundo. Os galhos das árvores, as filigranas das raízes, a matriz dos cristais, as ruas que o pai dela tinha recriado nas maquetes. Labirintos nas saliências de conchas...
Several do math on their fingers. Then they raise their hands as one. Can we see it? No. Not even open the first door? No. Have you seen it? I have not. So how do you know it’s really there? You have...
Only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
Maybe her father is right: Earth is all magma and continental crust and ocean. Gravity and time. Stones are just stones and rain is just rain and misfortune is just bad luck.
Lunatics
The whiteness
Stirs the fire below them with a steel pole; a
There is the humility of being a father to someone so powerful, as if he were only a narrow conduit for another, greater thing. That’s how it feels right now, he thinks, kneeling beside her, rinsing h...
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