“…What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How coldly burns our sun! One would say its rays of light are shards of snow, one imagines the sun lives upon a snow crested peak on this day.”
— Roman Payne
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“Any woman who dares to make her own destiny will always put herself in danger.”
— Philippa Gregory, The Lady of the Rivers
“Es el porvenir quien debe imperar sobre el pretérito, y de él recibimos la orden para nuestra conducta frente a cuanto fue.”
— José Ortega y Gasset
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