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“Aprecio as pessoas que aparecem todos os dias e fazem o melhor que podem, apesar das suas personalidades marginais, problemas com o abuso de substâncias e tendências antissociais; e frequentemente sinto-me inclinado a dar-lhes todas as oportunidades para mudar as suas trajetórias, ajudá-los a chegar a um resultado diferente do previsível quando começaram a resvalar. Mas uma vez idos – desaparecidos, despedidos ou mortos – passo para o problema seguinte. Há sempre outro à minha espera.”

“Aprender la plena verdad de nuestra dependencia de Dios y de nuestra relación con su voluntad: en eso consiste la virtud de la humildad. Porque la humildad es la verdad, la verdad plena, la verdad que abarca nuestras relaciones con Dios Creador y, a través de Él, con el mundo que ha creado y con nuestros semejantes. Y lo que llamamos humillaciones son las pruebas con las que se mide si hemos entendido plenamente esa verdad. El que se humilla es el yo: no habría «humillación» si aprendiéramos a poner el yo en su preciso lugar, a vernos con la perspectiva adecuada ante Dios y ante el resto de los hombres. Y, cuanto más abundante es esa dosis de yo en nuestras vidas, más severas son nuestras humillaciones con el fin de purificarnos.”

“Aprendió que la magia escénica no era más que una forma de contar historias. Cada truco era un drama. El mago, o narrador, creaba en el primer acto unas expectativas que luego, en el tercer acto, se cumplían en la misma medida en que resultaban más enigmáticas. Mosche comprendió que el verdadero truco se realizaba solo en la mente de los espectadores. El arte no era lograr una transformación mediante la mecánica de las maniobras o del material accesorio; el arte consistía en la transformación de los sentimientos. Para ello era necesario decir lo adecuado. Por lo general era mejor utilizar las menos palabras posibles.”

“Apretados unos contra otros en aquel calor pesado, mudos, los adultos y el niño, pensando en la casa que los esperaba, transpirando en calma, resignados a esa vida dividida entre un trabajo sin alma, las largas idas y vueltas en tranvías incómodos y, para terminar, un sueño súbito. A Jacques, ciertas noches, se le acongojaba el corazón mirándolos. Hasta ese momento sólo había conocido las riquezas y las alegrías de la pobreza. Pero el calor, el hastío, la fatiga le revelaban su maldición, la del trabajo estúpido que daba ganas de llorar, cuya monotonía interminable consigue hacer que los días sean demasiado largos y la vida demasiado corta.”

“April 11, 2004 Does anyone know where I can find a copy of the rules of thought, feeling, and behavior in these circumstances? It seems like there should be a rule book somewhere that lays out everything exactly the way one should respond to a loss like this. I'd surely like to know if I'm doing it right. Am I whining enough or too much? Am I unseemly in my occasional moments of lightheartedness? At what date and I supposed to turn off the emotion and jump back on the treadmill of normalcy? Is there a specific number of days or decades that must pass before I can do something I enjoy without feeling I've betrayed my dearest love? And when, oh when, am I ever really going to believe this has happened? Next time you're in a bookstore, as if there's a rule book. 11:54 p.m. Jim”

“April 18 Dear Ryan, I'm considering writing to one of those advice columnists about us. That's how confused I still am. When we started this, I thought that I just needed some time away from you. I just needed time to breathe. I needed a chance to live on my own and appreciate you again by missing you. Those first few months were torture. I felt so lonely. I felt exactly what I wanted myself to feel, which was that I couldn't live without you. I felt it all day. I felt it when I slept in an empty bed. I felt it when I came home to an empty house. But somehow, one day, it sort of became OK. I don't know when that happened. I thought at one point that maybe if I learned who you truly are, then I could love you again. Then I thought maybe if I learn who I really am, what I really want, then I could love you again. I have been grasping at things for months, trying to learn a lesson big enough, important enough, all-encompassing enough that it would bring us back together. But mostly, I'm just learning lessons about how to live my life. I'm learning how to be a better sister. I'm learning just how strong my mother has always been. That I should take my grandmother's advice more often. That sex can be healing. That Charlie isn't such a little kid anymore. I guess what I'm saying is that I've started focusing on other things. I don't feel all that desperate to figure us out and fix this. I feel sort of OK that it's not fixed. That's not the direction this is supposed to go, is it? Love, Lauren”