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"Por que en las epocas oscurasse escribe con tinta invisible?Why in the darkest agesdo they write with invisible ink?"
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"Darkness doesn't fall at a predictable schedule. Darkness can overwhelm you any time of the day, as you know well."
"On those occasions when he had killed in the dark, he later needed to see his victims' faces because, in some unlit corner of his heart, he half expected to find his own face looking up at him, ice-white and dead-eyed. "Deep down," the dream-victim had said, "You know that you're already dead yourself, burnt out inside. You realize that you have far more in common with your victims after you've killed them than before."
"I huddle in the dark with a mass of burnt matches strewn at my feet. And yet, for all of those matches I've not been able to light a single candle. And huddled in such deep darkness, I've somehow yet to realize that Christmas made both matches and candles forever obsolete."
"Tej seemed such a sunny personality, much of the time-these flashes of dark were like a crack in the sky, shocking and wrong. Reminding him that the daylight was the illusion, the scattering of light by the atmosphere, and the endless night was the permanent default behind it all."
"If there's a place for me in Hell I hope it's next to someone like you."
"Hello, Darkness," Caine said.Gaia's face fell. Her bloody, feral grin faded to be replaced by lips drawn right with fear. Her killer blue eyes widened as she looked at Caine who was no longer Caine."Nemesis," Gaia said."
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"Of so much moon were your hips to me,of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight,of so much burning light like honey in the shade."
"Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way."
"I love you like the plant that does not bloomand carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers."
"You, in bloom, heart, beloved,you are like the foliage of the sky over my eyesand I look at you lying on the earth."
"Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air."
"A book,a book fullof human touches,of shirts,a bookwithout loneliness, with menand tools,a bookis victory."
"And tell me everything, tell chain by chain, and link by link, and step by step; sharpen the knives you kept hidden away, thrust them into my breast, into my hands, like a torrent of sunbursts, an Amazon of buried jaguars, and leave me cry: hours, days and years, blind ages, stellar centuries."
"Y por que el sol es tan mal amigodel caminante en el desierto?Y por que el sol es tan simpaticoen el jardin del hospital?And why is the sun such a bad companionto the traveler in the desert?And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden?"
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