Sally Hayes Quotes

All these angels start coming out of the boxes and everywhere, guys carrying crucifixes and stuff all over the place, and the whole bunch of them - thousands of them - singing “Come All Ye Faithful” like mad. Big deal. It’s supposed to be religious as hell, I know, and very pretty and all, but I can’t see anything religious or pretty, for God’s sake, about a bunch of actors carrying crucifixes all over the stage. When they all finished and started going out the boxes again, you could tell they could hardly wait to get a cigarette of something. I saw it with old Sally Hayes the year before, and she kept saying how beautiful it was, the costumes and all. I said old jesus probably would’ve puked if he could see it.

Death was a one-shot deal—it happened, and then you were free. Sally was an old-school southern woman, and Hank knew first-hand that they weren’t nearly as kind as death when they got cross.

Onlar gittikten sonra, bağış için yalnızca on kağıt verdiğim için üzülmeye başladım. Ama, bizim Sally Hayes'le matineye gidecektik. Biletler için filan köşeye biraz para ayırmam gerekti. Ama yine de üzüldüm. Lanet para. Sonunda hep böyle üzülür durursunuz.

Eso es el dinero, la sustancia que vuelve real el mundo. Y hay algo tremendamente corrupto y excitante en ello.

Bueno, no me considero digna de ser amada. Creo que hay en mí algo como desagradable que… Desprendo frialdad, no es fácil que le guste a alguien.

Sally wasn't crying about their dead mother or her cancer. She was crying because her husband, Alfonso, had left her after twenty years for a young woman. It seemed a brutal thing to do, just after her mastectomy. She was devastated, but no, she wouldn't ever divorce him, even though the woman was pregnant and he wanted to marry her. "They can just wait until I die. I'll be dead soon, probably next year..." Sally wept but the ocean drowned out the sound.

-¿Cuál es mi color favorito? -Fácil. El azul. -¿Qué azul? -¡Azul dormitorio!-Señalo alrededor-. Las paredes. Tu camisa. Mi vestido. Azul Tiffany. ....-El me sujeta de los tobillos y me arrastra hacia el pie de la cama. Hay un espejo de cuerpo entero, y me veo a mi misma, al fin sentada en la cama de esta habitación azul turquesa. Las paredes están pintadas del azul de mis ojos. He estado un poco lenta. -¡Pero este es el azul más precioso del mundo! -Ya lo sé. Santo Dios, Lucinda. Creía que me descubrirías en cuanto vieras esta habitación.

-No quiero nada que pueda significar perderte. No hay nada que valga tanto la pena.

Una librería cubre una pared entera. Junto a la ventana hay un sillón y una lámpara encendida, con un montón de libros iluminados debajo. Todavía hay más libros sobre la mesita de café. Todo esto me produce un gran alivio. ¿Qué habría hecho yo si él hubiera resultado ser un hermoso analfabeto?

No quiero nada que pueda significar perderte. No hay nada que valga tanto la pena.