Kate Quinn

I stand in the ring in the dead city and tie on the red shoes. Everything that was calm is mine, the watch with an ant walking, the toes, lined up like dogs, the stove long before it boils toads, the parlor, white in winter, long before flies, the doe lying down on moss, long before the bullet. I tie on the red shoes. They are not mine. They are my mother’s. Her mother’s before. Handed down like an heirloom but hidden like shameful letters. The house and the street where they belong are hidden and all the women, too, are hidden. All those girls who wore the red shoes, each boarded a train that would not stop. Stations flew by like suitors and would not stop. They all danced like trout on the hook. They were played with. They tore off their ears like safety pins. Their arms fell off them and became hats. Their heads rolled off and sang down the street. And their feet – oh God, their feet in the market place - their feet, those two beetles, ran for the corner and then danced forth as if they were proud. Surely, people exclaimed, surely they are mechanical. Otherwise… But the feet went on. The feet could not stop. They were wound up like a cobra that sees you. They were elastic pulling itself in two. They were islands during an earthquake. They were ships colliding and going down. Never mind you and me. They could not listen. They could not stop. What they did was the death dance. What they did would do them in.

Historiador - é um profeta voltado de costas.

As fantasias das pessoas é que criam os problemas delas. Se você não tivesse fantasias, não teria problemas porque aceitaria o que viesse. Mas então você nunca terá nada romântico, porque romantismo é encontrar sua fantasia em gente que não tem.

Hoje em dia, poucos podem manipular a Força.

A aquisição e o aproveitamento do bem-estar físico, da calma mental e da paz espiritual não têm preço para seus possuidores.

Slipknot não é apenas música, é uma força!

Jó, Antigo Testamento, JÓ, 41:13

Jó, JÓ, 41:13, Quem poderá tirar a capa do seu dorso? Ou lhe penetrará a dupla couraça?

Salmos, Antigo Testamento, SL, 111:10

Salmos, SL, 111:10, O temor do Senhor é o princípio da sabedoria; revelam prudência todos os que o praticam. O seu louvor permanece para sempre.

Jeremias, Antigo Testamento, JR, 37:2

Jeremias, JR, 37:2, Mas nem ele, nem os seus servos, nem o povo da terra deram ouvidos às palavras do Senhor, que ele falou por meio do profeta Jeremias.

Lágrimas sempre lavam a alma quando elas precisam de banho.