Top 350 Silvia Moreno-Garcia Quotes (2024 Update)

1. “Words are seeds, Casiopea. With words you embroider narratives, and the narratives breed myths, and there’s power in the myth. Yes, the things you name have power.”

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2. “Mortals have always been frightened of the night’s velvet embrace and the creatures that walk in it, and yet they find themselves mesmerized by it.”

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3. “The things you name do grow in power, but others that are not ever whispered claw at one’s heart anyway, rip it to shreds even if a syllable does not escape the lips.”

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4. “Don’t deceive yourself... this is not a love story.”

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5. “She was a goddess at whose feet he worshipped, and to cease in his adoration of her would imply he had spent a decade following a false idol.”

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6. “Do not give what is holy to the dogs; nor cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you in pieces.”

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7. “She longed. Not for one specific thing but for everything; she had longed for a long time.”

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8. “There is a common phrase I grew up with in Mexico: “mejorar la raza.” It translates to “better the race” and means you should marry whiter, more European-looking people, so, although there was no Wilhelm Friedrich Ewers in the 1950s in Mexico City, he might not have been unwelcome.”

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9. “Loyalty to the family is rewarded, and impertinence is punished. Remember that and you shall be very happy.”

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10. “You did not rescue me,” Casiopea replied. “I opened that chest. Besides, I wasn’t a princess in a tower. I knew I’d get away one way or another, and I was not waiting for a god to liberate me.”

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11. “There was sadness in her, of course, but she didn’t wish to crack like fine china either. She could not wither away. In the world of the living, one must live. And had this not been her wish? To live. Truly live.”

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12. “Is that why you stare at the stars?” he asked. “Are you searching for beauty or dreaming with your eyes wide open?”

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13. “I follow the direction of the wind, and I cannot be blamed if a new wind begins to blow.”

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14. “Chu’lel,” he said. “It is the sacred life force that resides around you. In the streams, in the resins of trees, in the stones. It births gods and those gods are shaped by the thoughts of men. Gods belong to the place where the chu’lel emanated and birthed them; they may not travel too far. The god of your church, if he is awake, does not live in these lands.”

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15. “Look at you, like the dawn. You can’t understand, of course, but one day you’ll want to be new again. You’ll wish to return to this moment of perfection when you were the embodiment of all promises.”

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16. “He’d fallen in love slowly and quietly, and it was a quiet sort of love, full of phrases left unsaid, laced with dreams.”

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17. “Fear is generous and does not exclusively lodge in the hearts of mortals.”

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18. “People think Baja California is the desert, and the desert is one single, flat, lonely space. Baja California is mountain ridges, clouds of fog spreading over the land, the salt fields, the shocking sight of a valley shaded by date palms, the orchards where olives grow, the stone missions with sun-dried adobe bricks left to crumble into dust, ancient caves decorated with two-headed serpents, – and yes, the desert dotted with cacti.”

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19. “Love dies in different ways. For most, it is a slow, agonizing death. Meche, however, cut her love the same way the executioner might chop a head: with a single, accurate swing.”

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20. “Xibalba can be a frightful place, with its House of Knives and its House of Bats and many strange sights, but the court of the Lords of Death also possessed the allure of shadows and the glimmer of obsidian, for there is as much beauty as there is terror in the night.”

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21. “Books, moonlight, melodrama.”

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22. “She laughed at his words. She had never desired pearls. He didn’t know her, she thought. He didn’t know her one bit.”

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23. “In her spare time, she looked to books or the stars for company.”

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24. “Mythmaking. It’s greater than you or I, this tale.”

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25. “And that was that. You don’t get to rewind your life like a tape and splice it back together, pretending it never knotted and tore, when it did and you know it did.”

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26. “It was the house that disfigured the land.”

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27. “The imagination of mortals shaped the gods, carving their faces and their myriad forms, just as the water molds the stones in its path, wearing them down through the centuries.”

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28. “Why can’t music be magic? Aren’t spells just words you repeat? And what are songs? Lyrics that play over and over again. The words are like a formula.” All.”

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29. “Casiopea, meanwhile, looked at a heavy silver bracelet with black enamel triangles, of the “Aztec” style, which was much in vogue and meant to attract the eye of tourists with its faux pre-Hispanic motifs. It was a new concoction, of the kind that abound in a Mexico happy to invent traditions for mass consumption, eager to forge an identity after the fires of revolution – but it was pretty.”

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30. “The things you name grow in power.”

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31. “She was but a girl from nowhere. Let the heroes save the world, save kings who must regain their crowns. Live, live, she wanted to live, and there was a way.”

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32. “She woke to an ache so deep in her bones and such copious sorrow that she thought she would not be able to rise from bed. The world outside seemed muted and gray, which she thought fitting. Had it not been gray for her since birth? The burst of colors she had experienced during the past few days was the anomaly.”

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33. “Anyone who expects sweetness from the grave is a fool...”

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34. “We are all alone in the world,” he said, and his words were the clouds when they muffle the moon at night, they resembled the earth gone bitter, choking the sprout in its cradle.”

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35. “Guys, I just want to remind you I have to be home by seven,” Daniela said. “I’m also not allowed to do any Satanic stuff.” Sebastian.”

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36. “A sea roared inside her and made demands, but she waded it, she bobbed up, took a breath, and opened her eyes to the cold winter morning. Then she rose because the day was there, the world was there, and she wanted to be part of it.”

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37. “I like your daydreams, dear girl,” he said quietly.”

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38. “When you transplant a flower, you must consider the soil, mustn’t you?”

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39. “It was as if the land opened its lips and breathed again, and was made anew.”

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40. “They were eternal, never changing, and yet they had changed.”

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41. “The salt will keep our secrets.”

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42. “Like many young people, ultimately she saw herself as a completely new creature, a creation that had sprung from no ancient soils.”

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43. “Ah, there is none more fearful of thieves than the one who has stolen something, and a kingdom is no small something.”

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44. “Our bodies hide so many mysteries and they tell so many stories without a single word.”

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45. “We say many things when we are young. Eventually, we grow wiser.”

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46. “It was beauty you couldn’t hold.”

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47. “He made her forget not through arcane sorcery but with his mere presence.”

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48. “The future, she thought, could not be predicted, and the shape of things could not be divined. To think otherwise was absurd. But they were young that morning, and they could cling to hope. Hope that the world could be remade, kinder and sweeter. So she kissed him a second time, for luck. When he looked at her again his face was filled with such an extraordinary gladness, and the third time she kissed him it was for love.”

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49. “To Lovecraft, a tainted past is the rotten core from which present-day horror germinates.”

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50. “It was easy to kiss someone when it didn’t matter; it was more difficult when it might be meaningful.”

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