“I still think of myselfas a broken place, a drifting islewith no home.—Quebrado”

“I have spent all my years accepting sad truths.—Quebrado”

“No matter how invisibleI feel, I will always be wrappedin the memoryof life as a captive.—Quebrado”

“That is how I think of peace and peace of mind—as timid birds that we have to search for, not bold ones that come looking for us.”

“The old life is gone, my days are new,but time is still a mysteryof wishes, and this sad, confusing fragrance. " —Rosa”

“I feel the heaviness of nightmareseven though I am awake.How weary I am, how sleeplessand hopeless—there is no escapefrom the tormentof wishes.”

“I don't understand the whole thrilling verse, but I love the way poetry turns ordinary words into winged things that rise up and soar!”