Sandra Cisneros

A story is like a Giacometti sculpture. The farther away it is from you, the clearer you can see it

Sally, was to love and to love and to love and to love, and no one could call that crazy.

Then it occurred to me that none of the books in this class or in any of my classes, in all the years of my education, had ever discussed a house like mine.

Gwendolyn Brooks' Maud Martha, Nellie Campobello's Cartucho, Ermilo Abreu Gomez's Canek, and Tomás Rivera's Y no se lo tragó la tierra.

wonder if she made the best with what she got or was she sorry because she couldn't be all the things she wanted to be.

I wonder if she made the best with what she got or was she sorry because she couldn't be all the things she wanted to be.

I wonder if she made the best with what she got or was she sorry because she couldn't be all the things she wanted to be. Esperanza