“That’s the problem of today’s generation. You want all the things quickly. You all hate to struggle. You see the life into two extremes, either success or failure, either rich or broke, either victory or defeat. You see the life in all black and white, but there are various shades of gray in-between two extremes of black and white and life happens to be there.”

“Things are always either black or white. The grey in between is only a confusion.”

“Oh, Moss,” she said. “How little faith you have in others.””Do you blame me? I don’t have much faith to go on these days, what with the world ending around us.””You know, sometimes it does feel like we’re in one of those trendy dystopian novels,” she admitted. “Except a lot less white.”

“Just take my hand, lead, dance with me…and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free…where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again…in long and priceless moments of shared solitude…”

“It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on a sweater. Next to the train line, footprints were sunken to their shins. Trees wore blankets of ice. As you may expect, someone has died.”

“She knew then that white was more than a color: It was a cold, pale shade of understanding that seems to take all of your hope away.”

“God/Dios, que desde luego no puede ser más que white/blanco, nos libre de tener jamás una aspiración diferente o una idea original que nos pueda alejar del ansiado dream/sueño del whitening/blanqueamiento total.”

“It is such a supreme folly to believe that nuclear weapons are deadly only if they’re used. The fact that they exist at all, their presence in our lives, will wreak more havoc than we can begin to fathom. Nuclear weapons pervade our thinking. Control our behavior. Administer our societies. Inform our dreams. They bury themselves like meat hooks deep in the base of our brains. They are purveyors of madness. They are the ultimate colonizer. Whiter than any white man that ever lived. The very heart of whiteness.”

“Black and white isn’t just a classic, it’s also timeless.”

“BLACK AND WHITEI was born intoA religion of Light,But with so many otherReligions andPhilosophies,How do I know whichONEIs right?Is it notMy birthrightTo seek out the light?To find TruthAfter surveying all the proof,Am I supposedTo loveOr fight?And why do all those whoTry to guide me,Always start by dividingAnd multiplying me – From what they considerWrong or right?I thought,There were no wallsFor whoever beams truth and light.And how can one speak on Light’s behalf,lf all they doIs act black,But talk WHITE?”

“Crap.It’s all crap.Living is crap.Life has no meaning.None. Nowhere to be found.Crap.Why doesn’t anybody realize this?”