That is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot.
It is hard and deep and angular, a system of blockades. It is everything and total.

“That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me,…”

“I'd never undetstood how Hana Could lie so often and easily. But just like anyh…”

“What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led…”

“Lo que quiero decir es que, cuando llega, llega por sorpresa. No te levantas co…”