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101 " would also like to acknowledge all the immigrants who have risked their lives to come to this country, and the children of those immigrants. You are what make America great. "
― Erika L. Sánchez , I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter
102 " ¿Cómo nos reímos y sentimos alegría pese a las cosas enterradas que crecen en nuestro interior? "
103 " Lo único que tiene sentido para mí es lo que Walt Whitman dijo sobre la muerte: «Búscame bajo las suelas de tus botas». "
104 " What's surprised me most about seeing my sister dead is the lingering smirk on her face. Her pale lips are turned up ever so slightly, and someone has filled in her patchy eyebrows with a black pencil. The top half of her face is angry - like she's ready to stab someone - and the bottom half is almost smug. This is not the Olga I knew. Olga was as meek and fragile as a baby bird. "
105 " I stole the letterhead from Mr. Zuniga’s desk "
106 " There is no heaven. There is only earth, sky, and the transfer of energy. The idea would almost be beautiful if this weren’t such a nightmare. "
107 " Adrienne Rich books. I read one of her poems in English class last week, and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. "
108 " Every time I see Judith Slaying Holofernes, I notice something new. That’s what’s so great about art and poetry—right when you think you “get it,” you see something else. You can find a million hidden meanings. "
109 " like that sap Tita, from Like Water for Chocolate. Ugh. Such a terrible book. "
110 " I’ve read The Awakening a million times, but I find it comforting. "
111 " The apartment feels like the play The House of Bernarda Alba, "
112 " Once you're dead, you're dead. The only thing that makes sense to me is what Walt Whitman said about death: "Look for me under your boot soles." Olga's body will turn to dirt, which will grow into trees, and then someone in the future will step on their fallen leaves. There is no heaven. There is only earth, sky, and the transfer of energy. The idea would almost be beautiful if this weren't such a nightmare. "
113 " antes de que el invierno suelte su mierda helada y gris sobre la ciudad y nos haga sentir miserables otra vez. "
114 " Todo es tan perfecto que quisiera conservarlo en un frasco. "
115 " I feel snacky.” I drop the ball softly. “Thank you, Julia, but that’s not really a feeling.” Ashley says, as gently as she can.“It is to me. I’m overcome with a desire for snacks.”“Okay, snacky it is, then. "
116 " Adoro el olor de las librerías de viejo: papel, conocimiento y moho, probablemente. "