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“Hoy no quiero ser dulce, tranquila, decente, sumisa, comprensiva, resignada, las cualidades que siempre ponderan los amigos. Tampoco quiero ser maternal; Diego no es un niño grande, Diego sólo es un hombre que no escribe porque no quiere y me ha olvidado por completo.”

Book:Querido Diego, te abraza Quiela

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Querido Diego, te abraza Quiela

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Elena Poniatowska

Elena Poniatowska, born in May 1932 in Mexico City, is an accomplished Mexican journalist and writer. Her works cover a wide range of political, social, and cultural issues, known for her unique narrative style and profound social insight. more

“A person who goes in search of God is wasting his time. He can walk a thousand roads and join many religions and sects–but he'll never find God that way. God is here, right now, at our side. We can see Him in this mist, in the ground we're walking on, even in my shoes. His angels keep watch while we sleep and help us in our work. In order to find God, you have only to look around. But meeting Him is not easy. The more God asks us to participate in His mysteries, the more disoriented we become, because He asks us constantly to follow our dreams and our hearts. And that's difficult to do when we're used to living in a different way. Finally we discover, to our surprise, that God wants us to be happy, because He is the father.”

God Father Dreams Happy Angels Person Hearts Search Mysteries

Book:By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

Source: By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

“I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.”

Pain Loss Grief Regret Heartache

Book:Somebody I Used to Know

Source: Somebody I Used to Know

“Where were me parents? Where were Becky? I felt so alone, so lost that I could not see. By that I mean, everything round me were a blur, everything inside me were a blur of fear and shock. I heard meself crying and moaning, My oh my, my oh my . . . I still have nightmares ’bout that time. I still feel like a sharp piece of ice has stabbed me heart real deep. I was filled, filled to the brim with utter baffle and utter loneliness. p. 15”

Sadness Heartache

Book:Into That Forest

Source: Into That Forest