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Ese es el miedo: perdí algo importante, no lo puedo encontrar y lo necesito. Es un miedo semejante al de alguien que perdiera sus lentes, fuera a la óptica y le dijeran que todos los lentes del mundo se acabaron y que tendría que vivir sin ellos.

I may die young, but at least I'll die smart. -Alaska

If people were rain i was drizzle and she was a hurrican.

I believe now that we are greater than the sum of our parts/

If people were rain, I'd be a drizzle and she'd be a hurricane.

I'm not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they're gonna do. I'm just going to do it. Imagining the future is kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. YOu just use the future to escape the present.

Las cosas nunca suceden como yo las imagino.

Las personas fueron creadas para ser amadas. Las cosas fueron creadas para ser usadas. La razón por la que el mundo está en caos, es por que las cosas están siendo amadas y las personas están siendo usadas.

I thought at first she was just dead. Just darkness. Just a body being eaten by bugs. I thought about her a lot like that, as something's meal. What was her-green eyes, half a smirk, the soft curves of her legs-would soon be nothing, just the bones I never saw. I thought about the slow process of becoming bone and then fossil and then coal that will, in millions of years, be mined by humans of the future, and how they would their homes with her, and then she would be smoke billowing out of a smokestack, coating the atmosphere. I still think that, sometimes. I still think that, sometimes, think that maybe "the afterlife" is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe she was just a matter, and matter gets recycled.

Llega un momento en el que nos damos cuenta que nuestros padres no se pueden salvar ellos mismos ni salvarnos a nosotros, que a todos los que navegan por el tiempo, tarde o temprano, la corriente los arrastra hacia el mar, y que, en pocas palabras, todos nos vamos.

Pudge: Sometimes I don’t get you. Alaska:You never get me. That’s the whole point.

She'd obviously read the book many times before, and so she read flawlessly and confidently, and I could hear her smile in the reading of it, and the sound of that smile made me think that maybe I would like novels better if Alaska Young read them to me.

Takumi stood up, walked into his bathroom and came out with a Gatorade bottle filled with clear liquid. 'I keep it in the medicine cabinet,' Takumi said. 'On account of how it's medicine.

Someday no one will remember that she ever existed

We all know the true beauty of people everywhere, because we have all looked into the eyes of children, and saw ourselves looking back.

Teenagers think they're invincible

The pigs can't stop the fox; I'm too quick,' Takumi said to himself. "I can rhyme while I run; I'm that slick.

We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think we are invincible because we are.

When you stopped wishing things wouln't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did

We skipped stones across the creek, which sounds dumb but it wasn't. I don't know. Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn't quite setting? That's the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seems to be in that light.

When she fucked up, all those years ago, just a little girl terrified. into paralysis, she collapsed into the enigma of herself. And I could have done that, but I saw where it led for her. So I still believe in the Great Perhaps, and I can believe in it spite of having lost her. Beacause I will forget her, yes. That which came together will fall apart imperceptibly slowly, and I will forget, but she will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the Colonel and everyone but herself and her mom in those last moments she spent as a person. I know that she forgives me for being dumb and sacred and doing the dumb and scared thing. I know she forgives me, just as her mother forgives her.

Alaska finished her cigarette and flicked it into the river. 'Why do you smoke so damn fast?' I asked. She looked at me and smiled widely, and such a wide smile on her narrow face might have looked goofy were it not for the unimpeachably elegant green in her eyes. She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, 'Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

Why do you smoke so damn fast?” “Y’all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

ya'll smoke to enjoy, i smoke to die..

Yeah,” I said. “What is that? A bird? "It’s the swan,” he said. “Wow. A school with a swan. Wow.” “That swan is the spawn of Satan. Never get closer to it than we are now.

Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die. -Alaska

You didn't sleep?" "No! The dreams are terrible. In my dreams, she doesn't even look like herself anymore. I don't even remember what she looked like.

Alle brutture si può sopravvivere, perchè noi siamo indistruttibili nella misura in cui crediamo di esserlo

and on that thin-mooned night, I could see little more than her silhouette except for when she smoked, the burning cherry of the cigarette washing her face in pale red light.

And as I walked back to give Takumi’s note to the Colonel, I saw that I would never know. I would never know her well enough to know her thoughts in those last minutes, would never know if she left us on purpose. But the not-knowing would not keep me from caring, and I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.

And if Alaska took her own life, that is the hope I wish I could have given her. Forgetting her mother, failing her mother and her friends and herself -those are awful things, but she did not need to fold into herself and self-destruct. Those awful things are survivable because we are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be. When adults say "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are.

And I was left to ask, Did I help you toward a fate you didn't want, Alaska, or did I assist your willful self-destruction? Because they are different crimes, and I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.