But folks always underestimate what the promise of a lifetime of starvation, powerlessness, and humiliation can provoke in a young person's character.
Junot DíazAna Iris perguntou-me se eu o amava e eu falei-lhe das lâmpadas na minha antiga casa na capital, que estavam sempre a tremeluzir e uma pessoa nunca sabia se a luz se iria ou não abaixo. A gente interrompia o que estava a fazer e ficava à espera; não conseguíamos continuar enquanto as luzes não se decidissem. É assim que eu me sinto, disse-lhe eu.
Junot DíazTag: amor
Magda was reading a book by a Trappist, in a better mood, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed, fingering my useless map.
Junot DíazDepois olhas para ela e sorris um sorriso que o teu rosto hipócrita irá recordar até ao fim dos teus dias. Querida, dizes, isto é apenas um capítulo do meu romance.
É assim que a perdes.
He whistles. Que viva Colombia. Hands you back the Book. You really should write the cheater's guide to love.
You think?
I do.
It takes a while. You see the tall girl. You go to more doctors. You celebrate Arlenny's Ph.D defense. And then one June night you scribble the ex's name and: The half-life of love is forever.
You bust out a couple more things. Then you put your head down. The next day you look at the new pages. For once you don't want to burn them or give up writing forever. It's a start, you say to the room.
That's about it. In the months that follow you bend to the work, because it feels like hope, like grace—and because you know in your lying cheater's heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.
You need to learn how to walk the world, he told me. There's a lot out there.
Junot DíazTag: world life-philosophy
Love. Oscar knew he should have checked out right then. He liked to kid himself that it was only cold anthropological interest that kept him around to see how it would all end, but the truth was he couldn't extricate himself. He was totally and irrevocably in love with Ana. What he used to feel for those girls he'd never really known was nothing compared to the amor he was carrying in his heart for Ana. It had the density of a dwarf-motherfucking-star and at times he was a hundred percent sure it would drive him mad. The only thing that came close to how he felt about his books; only the combined love he had for everything he'd read and everything he hoped to write came even close.
Junot Díaz...maybe she just doesn't like children. Nobody likes children, your mother assured you. That doesn't mean you don't have them.
Junot DíazKnow that in this world there's somebody who will always love you.
Junot DíazTag: love
I sat down next to her. Took her hand. This can work, I said. All we have to do is try.
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