Miguel Piantanida

“ALL HE COULD SEE, IN EVERY DIRECTION, WAS WATER. It was June 23, 1943. Somewhere on the endless expanse of the Pacific Ocean, Army Air Forces bombardier and Olympic runner Louie Zamperini lay across a small raft, drifting westward. Slumped alongside him was a sergeant, one of his plane’s gunners. On a separate raft, tethered to the first, lay another crewman, a gash zigzagging across his forehead. Their bodies, burned by the sun and stained yellow from the raft dye, had winnowed down to skeletons. Sharks glided in lazy loops around them, dragging their backs along the rafts, waiting.”
― Laura Hillenbrand, Unbroken: A World War II Story of Survival, Resilience, and Redemption

“she committed suicide by putting her extremities down the garbage disposal-first one arm and then, kind of miraculously if you think about it, the other arm.”
― David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

“Love, that moves the sun and the other stars”
― Dante Alighieri, Paradiso

“He knew that beauty faded quickly when embodied by selfishness,”
― Francine Rivers, A Voice in the Wind