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Celý den drobně prší: Výbor z deníků 1920-1937

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“Un rato é unha cousa que se move, unha cousa que vive nos sobrados e ten un corazón pequerrechiño e dous ollos de vidro sempre acesos. Unha cousa que vai furando as tebras, xurde correndo, pasa, fuxe, líscase. Un rato é unha cousa que está viva un intre só, despois non é nada, sombra nas sombras mestas dos buratos. A noite é un burato sen orelas pra os homes, tristes ratos sin acougo. Un home é unha cousa que cavila, cismando sempre, sempre amargurado, fuxindo de outras cousas que rebulen, revolvendo papeis, decote rebulindo, sempre con presas, atafegado sempre, camiña, chouta, avanta nos buratos, nos sobrados do mundo, nas estradas da vida, nas pedras, no vento, nas rúas, nos seos das mulleres. Un rato é unha cousa que se move. Escóitame Walt Disney ¿Onde estabas que os meus soños de pombas non te viron cando o meu corazón inda era neno e había carabeles nos meus ollos?”

“The instructions read, ‘Dump the monkeys onto the table. Pick up one monkey by the arm. Hook another arm through a second monkey’s arm. Continue making a chain. Your turn is over when you drop a monkey.’ Most of my childhood life at the house on Arce Subdivision had been like that, constantly linking monkeys together and anticipating something going wrong.”

“I’m not going to be specific, but I had some early sexual experiences that, as I got older, were really, really difficult to deal with. It wasn’t to do with anything that happened in my family or at home, it was these… different things that happened. So my mental health had come through the negotiation of sex as a teenager and a young man, and romantic relationships.”

“Both Calvin and Hobbes are sitting on a carpet, a "magic carpet." They're riding in the sky, among the clouds. CALVIN: Hey, let's fly into the city and buzz Dad's office. CALVIN: Ha! Won't he be surprised whenhe sees US out his 20th-floor window. HOBBES: What if he's mad that we took the hallway rug? CALVIN: What's to get mad about?" We wiped our feet first. HOBBES: Yeah, but all this city mileage may hurt the resale value.”

“It was all so easy. My mum says it was denial. That I wanted life to pass me by, instead of standing there getting drenched in it like everyone else. She thought less of me now, that was hardly surprising. I thought less of her, too. We were standing on each side of a trench, measuring each other. Measuring each other with our eyes. Who was the stronger? Who was the weak? Who would come creeping in the night, sobbing and reaching out to be held?”