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" I-a mai sugerat sa scrie o marturie, care, odata si odata, ar putea sluji la aflarea teribilului secret pe care il traia, pentru ca lumea sa cunoasca oroarea care se petrecea in paralel cu existenta tihnita si ordonata a celor care nu voiau sa stie, a celor care aveau iluzia unor vieti normale, a celor care refuzau sa creada ca se afla pe o pluta in mijlocul unui ocean de vaiete, ignorand, in ciuda tuturor dovezilor, ca la cateva strazi de lumea lor fericita erau ceilalti, cei care supravietuiau sau mureau in partea intunecata a lumii. <> "
― Isabel Allende , The House of the Spirits
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" She tried to recall the cold, the silence, and that precious feeling of owning the world, of being twenty years old and having her whole life ahead of her, of making love slowly and calmly, drunk with the scent of the forest and their love, without a past, without suspecting the future, with just the incredible richness of that present moment in which they stared at each other, smelled each other, kissed each other, and explored each other's bodies, wrapped in the whisper of the wind among the trees and the sound of the nearby waves breaking against the rocks at the foot of the cliff, exploding in a crash of pungent surf, and the two of them embracing underneath a single poncho like Siamese twins, laughing and swearing this night would last forever, that they were the only ones in the whole world who had discovered love. "
― Isabel Allende , The House of the Spirits