“If you believe what you say, words become reality.”

Ingrid Betancourt

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“I often think about her. One thing she said stayed with me, a dagger in my heart: "You know for me the most horrible thing of all is knowing that he will forget me."I lacked the presence of mind to tell her that it was impossible; she was simply unforgettable.”


“I was discovering that the most precious gift someone can give us is time, because what gives time its value is death.”


“It is said that the compensation for the effort courage, tenacity, and endurance displayed during the journey was not happiness. Nor glory. What God offered as a reward was only rest.”


“Now I realized that life supplies us with everything we need for the journey. Everything I had acquired either actively or passively, everything I had learned either voluntarily or by osmosis, was coming back to me as the real riches of my life, even though I had lost everything.”


“Encadenada del cuello a un árbol, desposeída de toda libertad, la de mo-verse, sentarse o pararse, hablar o callar, la de comer o beber, y aún la más elemental de todas, la de aliviarse del cuerpo, Entendí —pero me tomó muchos años hacerlo— que uno guarda la más valiosa de las libertades, la que nadie le puede arrebatar a uno: aquella de decidir quién unoq uiere ser. Ahí, en ese momento y como si fuera evidente, decidí que no sería más una víctima. Tenía la libertad de elegir entre odiar a Enrique o disolver ese odio en la fuerza de ser quien yo quería. Podía morir, claro está, pero yo ya estaba en otra parte. Era una sobreviviente.”