Efésios, Novo Testamento

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.

Lucas, Novo Testamento, LC, 3:19

Lucas, LC, 3:19, Mas Herodes, o tetrarca, sendo repreendido por João por causa de Herodias, mulher de seu irmão, e por todas as maldades que o mesmo Herodes havia feito,

Não é sobre ter todas as pessoas do mundo pra si É sobre saber que em algum lugar alguém zela por ti...

Lucas, Novo Testamento, LC, 14:14

Lucas, LC, 14:14, <J>e você será bem-aventurado, pelo fato de não terem eles com que recompensá-lo.</J> <J>A sua recompensa você receberá na ressurreição dos justos.</J>

Nota: Em "As Crônicas de Nárnia"

Quem é coroado rei ou rainha de Nárnia, será sempre rei ou rainha. Que vossa sabedoria nos abençoe até que as estrelas caiam dos céus.

Às vezes, o homem é sujeito a duras sentenças, mas tudo pode ser superado, se for forte o seu desejo.

As faltas que cometo não me ajudam, perturbam-me demasiado.

Apesar de que teu corpo incendeia meu ser, mas arde o sabor dos teus lábios estranhos, mesmo viver longe de você, não posso dizer te amo

Nota: citação encontrada em Duailibi das Citações, de Roberto Duailibi, Editora Arx, 2003

o mar urrava como um fauno após o coito

– Booker, você tem medo de Deus? – Não, mas tenho medo de você. (Diálogo entre Elizabeth e Booker)