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"you get what anybody gets — you get a lifetime."
"beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself/ you are a child of the universe/ no less than the trees and the stars;/ you have a right to be here./ and whether or not it is clear to you,/ no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should."
“you’re damn right my body is a temple / i am the god it was built for.”
"i want to see the beast in the beauty./ the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. i would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway."
"e surgiu-lhe então uma idéia bem clara da sua própria força e do seu próprio valor.
sorriu.
e no seu sorriso já havia garras."
"legacy. what is a legacy? it's planting seeds in a garden you never get to see. i wrote some notes in the beggining of a song someone will sing for me. america, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me."
"you know about the monarch butterflies of yucatan, don’t you? you have come here through generations of women like yourself; women with clayen pitchers & bronzed children on their hips, women like your mother who sat alone in a pregnancy ward, feet heavier than church bells, your grandmother - 15 when married, 18, illiterate with 2 children, 25 - a student of herbal medicine. you have flown through epochs of migratory trance, the ache of wintered wings, their chorus warming your chrysalis. respect their lives. respect yours."
"bind the rains to your tongue. find that place in your mouth where a storm darkens. stand still while this hell handles you. trust me, you have begun to scare the fire out of its throat"
"in the beggining,/ we held the universe/ in our mouths and/ stardust dripped bloody/ from our lips (...) we were wild and/ we were wide-eyed and/ we were forgotten./ we will rebuild the kingdom out of teeth."
"here, stop for a minute/ catch your breath breathe deep/ we got time/ matter of fact, that's all we got left"