86 Quotes by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

The things you name do grow in power, but others that are not ever whispered claw at one's heart anyway, rip it to shreds even if a syllable does not escape the lips.

And she had to admit to herself that part of what kept her next to him was not just the promise of freeing herself of the bone splinter or a sense of obligation, but the lure of change, of becoming someone else, someone other than a girl who starched shirts and shone shoes and had to make do with a quick glimpse of the stars at night.

They were eternal, never changing, and yet they had changed.

Is that why my ancestors built observatories and looked at the night sky? Did you want them to look at the place you came from?""What funny thoughts you have," he said. What would I care about the heavens when I reside in the Underworld?""I would care. All I could do sometimes was stare at the sky," she admitted."Whatever for?""Because it made me think one day I'd be free," she told him.

The things you name grow in power.

She could not see where they were headed, nor the place where they'd come from, and thus felt as though time and the world around her transmogrified, became unknowable; it was if she were traveling in a dream.

He'd fallen in love slowly and quietly, and it was a quiet sort of love, full of phrases left unsaid, laced with dreams.

Dreams are for mortals.""Why?""Because they must die.

Is that why you stare at the stars?” he asked. “Are you searching for beauty or dreaming with your eyes wide open?