Top 380 Silvia Moreno-Garcia Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “Look now, look at this pretty couple, look how he holds her hand and she kisses him. Like they are the air each other breathes.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

352. “You were honest with men and they ate your heart, then spat it out. You couldn’t let them see the naked self beneath the mascara and rouge. You couldn’t let them find you curled up and small in the middle of the bed.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

353. “The god of your church, if he is awake, does not live in these lands.”

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354. “Her words were candid and he found himself amused by the naivety. Rather than schooling her with a scowl and a clipped yes, which normally suited him magnificently, he gave her a proper answer.”

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355. “Antonina. Back in the city, with her great-aunts, and somehow she’d attracted the eye of this hungry fox, innocent lamb that she was.”

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356. “Children, obey your parents in everything, for this pleases the Lord. Have you forgotten your lessons?” “I can quote scripture, too. Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

357. “No. You’re not going to lug around your mattress on top of my car to save yourself money with the movers.”

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358. “Furthermore, she had gleaned enough about sophisticated fashions from the magazines that she wouldn’t stand out in such an environment. Oh, she’d chuck away the sensible shoes and the brown jackets for something with a little more pizzazz. At a place like that some glamour wouldn’t be unexpected, would it? Just a smidgen of it.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

359. “So do I. I still find the time to glance at a paper, especially these days when we’ve got the government engaged in vicious repressive activities.”

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360. “When he talked, he did it well. He carved each sentence with a graceful assurance. Each word was a jewel.”

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361. “The campus too had begun to shed its elegant appeal, like paint that is peeled away by the elements.”

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362. “All of us are daughters denied some truth or other; craving ancient wisdom like the bitterness of stars against Her tongue, expiring into darkness.”

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363. “If you gave me a name, who is to say it is not mine? If I had an ordinary name, I could have an ordinary story. I could swear I first saw you in Merida, standing in the middle of the street.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

364. “Perhaps chirping even more loudly, the shadow of death creating a frenzy of need inside their small bodies, urging them on toward their own destruction.”

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365. “While her mother was expecting only a suitable match, Nina was hoping for the romance of a lifetime followed by the grandest wedding imaginable.”

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366. “And she had to admit to herself that part of what kept her next to him was not just the promise of freeing herself of the bone splinter or a sense of obligation, but the lure of change, of becoming someone else, someone other than a girl who starched shirts and shone shoes and had to make do with a quick glimpse of the stars at night.”

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367. “You’re ours, like it or not. You’re ours and you’re us.”

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368. “Her father had been entirely indifferent to such structured learning. Schools leave you without ambition, he said.”

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369. “Keep squeezing my hand then and complaining at the same time, you’ll see some real insolence,” she sputtered.”

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370. “Sharks were clean killers. Scorpions were not. Scorpions were secretive little monsters.”

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371. “There are plenty of shining examples in the world that demonstrate love need not be a condition of a successful marriage. You might agree on this point.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

372. “She had to be good because she was pretty and young and his friend. Right?”

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373. “Go, chase the moon, tell it your lies.”

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374. “Here, in Loisail, even if she was hidden away at the moment. She existed and colored the city for him, lit it brighter than the elegant iron lampposts.”

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375. “Desire was not passion and passion was not love.”

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376. “The parties at the Tunons’ house always ended unquestionably late, and since the hosts enjoyed costume parties in particular, it was not unusual to see Chinas Poblanas with their folkloric skirts and ribbons in their hair arrive in the company of a harlequin or a cowboy.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

377. “This is exactly what he wanted: to have an apartment with high ceilings and bookcases going all the way up, the hardwood floors and the coffee table of glass and polished metal.”

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378. “Elizabeth hadn’t killed herself. She’d been murdered. Women were butterflies to be pinned against a board. Poor child, she couldn’t know her fate yet.”

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379. “Abel Urueta would get a sunburn if he stood at the beach for three minutes. Alma: same story. The elites in Mexico are proud of their European roots.”

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380. “The whiter you were, the better. Even his “exotic” looks were only allowed on television because he had the correct mix of facial features, height, and skin tone. Yet he still stared at Montserrat in surprise and then at Urueta.”

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381. “This was an amulet, quite pagan, but of course the inhabitants of the household were all devout Catholics who mixed superstitions and religions with ease.”

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382. “Maite wished she had been born in Monaco or New York. Most of the girls in the comic books she read looked like they’d never set a foot in places like the Doctores. If they had toiled in poverty, then they had been lifted to a higher plane by the fat wallet of their beloved. Cinderellas, dreaming. Maite dreamed too, but nothing came of.”

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383. “The world had smelled like this in the beginning, during creation, when the ocean raged and the creatures in the water multiplied, making the ocean teem with life.”

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384. “His good humor had evaporated, and the naked anger beneath the mask of courtesy made him ugly, which was a feat for someone that handsome. But he was not made for rage, and his lips should not be mouthing words as he did, the teeth tearing at each one.”

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385. “In her pirate novels the women were kidnapped or met their lovers in exciting ways. To be courted implied a mundane process akin to the cooking of beans or the washing of linen.”

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386. “At length she came upon a lake that glowed an eerie blue, as if all the stars had fallen into the water and nestled in its bottom. She stretched out a hand and touched the surface of the lake, its luminescence rising, as if to meet her hand. She looked at her fingers, bathed in the blue glow, and smiled. It was then she noticed a drop of blood falling into the blue pool of water, creating ripples upon its surface.”

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387. “That was a year and a half ago. And ‘seeing’ is a big word. If you go out with someone twice you are not seeing them,” she said calmly. “Anyway, we’re talking about you and Yolanda, not me.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia