Ana Lucía Salazar

AUTOBIOGRAFÍA

Como el náufrago metódico que contase las olas
que faltan para morir,
y las contase, y las volviese a contar, para evitar
errores, hasta la última,
hasta aquella que tiene la estatura de un niño
y le besa y le cubre la frente,
así he vivido yo con una vaga prudencia de
caballo de cartón en el baño,
sabiendo que jamás me he equivocado en nada,
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"I loved her to the point of invention”

In ten years, much of life will look the same. We’ll still be ourselves, just with more leverage in our hands, and hopefully with health as the area of deepest progress. I’m not convinced progress keeps moving in an exponential or even straight line. More likely, it flattens and then jumps.

- Anu Atluru

Without a doubt, you have done the right thing. But your act must not go uncompensated. Do you understand why?"
"No, not really", Aomame replied honestly.
"Because you are neither an angel nor a god. I am quite aware that your actions have been prompted by your pure feelings, and I understand perfectly well that, for that very reason, you do not wish

Like it or not, I'm here now, in the year 1Q84. The 1984 that I knew no longer exists. It's 1Q84 now. The air has changed, the scene has changed. I have to adapt to this world-with-a-question-mark as soon as I can. Like an animal released into a new forest. In order to protect myself and survive, I have to learn the rules of this place and adapt