Ebonie Kertzman

“Once i spoke the language of the flowers,Once i undrestand each word the caterpillar said,Once i smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,”
― Shel Silverstein

“We, the survivors of the crossing, clung to the beast that had stolen us away. Not a soul among us had wanted to baord that ship, but once out on open waters, we held on for dear life. The ship became an extension of our own rotting bodies. Those who were cut from the heaving animal sank quick to their deaths, and we who remained attached wilted more slow as poison festered in our bellies and bowels. We stayed with the beast until new lands met our feet, and we stumbled down the long plants just before the poison became fatal. Perhaps here in this new land, we would keep living.”
― Lawrence Hill, Someone Knows My Name

“Gonindu-ne-o prin cetăți închise
din loc în loc, va-mpinge-o-n Iad de veci,
de unde-ntâi invidia ne-o trimise.

Spre-a ta scăpare cred și judec deci
să-ți fiu conducător, și te voi scoate
de-aici, făcând prin loc etern să treci,

s-auzi cum urlă desperate gloate,
să vezi și-antice duhuri osândite,
ce-a doua moarte-a lor și-o strigă toate.”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno

“Coles faced her. ‘Better dead than–’
‘Is it?’ Lara asked, her voice cracking ‘Is it really? Because you must be absolutely sure. There’s no coming back from an extinction-level event.”
― Barry Kirwan, When the children come