Ashley Crenshaw

“To her, love was impure. I, on the other hand, have had so little love that it seems to me like a delicate jewel, and I’m terrified of losing it. My fear is not just that I’ll misplace it, like an earring on a night of sex or sweaty dancing, it’s that it will evaporate and vanish like alcohol. I”
― Mariana Enríquez, Our Share of Night

“But we still worked together somehow, like two different animals that learned to hunt as a team. You were you and I was me and there was this thing between us.”
― Gus Moreno, This Thing Between Us

“Nothing can hurt you now, how long was now, how long did the present last?”
― Mariana Enríquez, Our Share of Night

“The authors rarely depicted themselves or their companions as the agents of an imperialist system. They were consumed with their own daily struggles and ambitions—with working the ship, with gaining promotions and securing money for their families, and, ultimately, with survival. But it is precisely such unthinking complicity that allows empires to endure. Indeed, these imperial structures require it: thousands and thousands of ordinary people, innocent or not, serving—and even sacrificing themselves for—a system many of them rarely question.”
― David Grann, The Wager: A Tale of Shipwreck, Mutiny and Murder