





“You know what is wrong with you, Miss who-ever-you-are? You are chicken. You have no guts. You are afraid to stick out your chin and say, “okay, life is a fact.” People do fall in love. People do belong to each other because that’s the only chance anybody’s got the real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing and you are terrified somebody is going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you are already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it is not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas or in the east by Somaliland. It is wherever you go. Because no matter where you run. You just end up running into yourself.”
Blake Edwards, Breakfast at Tiffany’s 1961
“Y si alguna vez negociamos un mundo nuevo, queremos cafe para todos y todas, que ya van muchos siglos fregando tazas”
Gata Cattana – No Vine a Ser Carne –
Poetry is part of the human being, and no shelling will ever conquer that.
Poetry stays in the child that can save only one toy to run away across a humanitarian corridor. Poetry survives in a bombed apartment when her owner plays piano throUgh the rubble.
New human touch is still a toddler, barely walking but already wanting to fly.
That’s the energy of the terrible twos, so please be patient with its setbacks.
“Do not try and bend the spoon. that’s impossible. Instead, only try to realize the truth. There is no spoon”
“2020 was the International Year of the Nurse and Midwife with the vision of highlighting what nursing is in the modern era, and how nurses can light the way to universal health coverage and healthcare for all”
Frankie Wood.
Liverpool School of Tropical Medicine
My father plants trees. My mother hugs trees. My city is full of trees. My friend learns everything about trees. I have decided that I am going to love them too.