The only Virgos left in the world are people like you who were born in August. - Gabriel García Márquez

She was certain that the Vicario brothers were not as eager to carry out the sentence as to find someone who would do them the favor of stopping them.

The only thing he could do to stay alive was not to allow himself the anguish of that memory. He erased it from his mind, although from time to time in the years that were left to him he would feel it revive, with no warning and for no reason, like the sudden pang of an old scar.

...the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy love