They were but one page, one paragraph, one line, one word, one sound in history's great book of mix-ups. (p94) - Angelina Muñiz-Huberman

Thus it is that the man who invokes the dragon becomes his slave and has to feed the swollen belly and its insatiable appetite. Because the dragon promises him everything but demands everything of him.

Most men worry about leaving their fleeting shadow on the slippery surface of history, but I knew that my life had already been lived and that I only repeated an ancient and unjust tale.

And so, through reading, distance in time and space becomes one. Memory is the necessary guide, the one that settles conflicts, the one that fills in the gaps. The great warehouse of forgotten things that are one day recovered. Amid the dust and spiderwebs, the mists establish their kingdom without the least haste. Just wait a while, and they clear away. (p112)