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“As special as it is to listen to your friends argue over whether or not you have a mental illness,I'm starting to get the urge to go back to class.”
― Kendare Blake, Girl of Nightmares

“Forgetting himself for a moment, Francis brought his hand out from under his frock in order to bless the multitude. When the people saw his wound they bellowed madly. The women dashed forward with mantles outstretched to catch the drops; the men thrust in their hands and anointed their faces with blood. The villagers' expressions grew savage, and so did their souls. They longed to be able to tear the Saint limb from limb in order for each of them to claim a mouthful of his flesh, for they wanted to make him their own, to have him enter them so that they could become one with a saint—could be sanctified. Blind rage had overpowered them; their eyes were leaden, their lips ringed with froth.”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Saint Francis

“Porque polvo eres y en polvo te convertirás....Por que un don se te fue otorgado y es tiempo de devolverlo. Porque ahora serás alimento y vida, y vivirás en donde la tierra hace su magia”
― Sam León

“If we did not bear the stigmata of life, how easy it would be to steal away, and how well everything would go by itself!”
― Emil M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

“God chose Fabricia Bérenger during a lightning storm. With one thunderous touch of his finger, he sent her reeling.”
― Colin Falconer, Stigmata