About Adriana Gómez

Crazy cat lady. An ewok far away from Endor.

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  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return. That, I think, is the shock of any relationship ending. It is realizing that what is still an ongoing relationship to someone is, for the other person, something finished and done with.
    Note: The end of a relationship. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    There is, in all honesty, no way to kill someone mercifully. There are those who count it no crime to drown an imperfect newborn in warm water, as if the infant will not struggle desperately to draw air into its lungs. Did it not try to breathe, it would not drown. But they do not hear the screams nor feel the darkening of the mind that the child endures, so they have been merciful. To themselves. This is true of most “mercy killings.” The best an assassin can do is create a setting in which he does not have to witness the pain he causes.
    Note: Mercy killings. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    I tried to remember who had taught me that dreams were important, that they must be recorded, and that the most important dreams would seize me and hold me until they were fulfilled. I laughed aloud when I realized when I had learned that. I’d dreamed it.
    Note: Bee Farseer must be aWhite Prophet or something like that. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    “I took her back to the Mockingbird Room. But there’s no assurance she’s still there. She does have legs, you know. And she’s a nosy sort of person. She opened the door to nearly every bedchamber to see if there was one she liked better than the one Revel had prepared. She’s not a bit shy.”
    Note: Bee Farseer is awesome. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    “What did you call your friend?” I stood quietly. My heart went to a very still place inside me. “He was a jester at King Shrewd Farseer’s court. Everyone just called him the Fool.” “Not everyone.” She gathered her strength. “What you called him?” She spoke in a learned tongue, without accent, only the dropped words betraying her. I swallowed fear and regret. This was not a time to lie. “Beloved. I called him Beloved.”
    Note: Beloved. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    It was intriguing to ponder that the first set of love letters was from Burrich, who raised my father and later wed my mother, raising my sister as if she were his own child and fathering six boys of his own with her. So his first love had been Lady Patience, wife to my grandfather? And later he had raised my father, before marrying my mother? The contorted branches of my family tree dizzied and fascinated me. And that fascination led to pilfering more scrolls from my father’s study.
    Note: Bee Farseer's family tree. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    Even after we are grown, in moments of fear or sorrow, we still turn instinctively to the older generation, hoping to finally learn some great hidden lesson about death and pain. Only to learn instead that the only lesson is that life goes on.
    Note: We believe our elders know it all. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    Molly had been my safety, my home, my center. With her gone I felt flung to pieces, as if my core had exploded and chunks of me were strewn to the wind. For almost all of my life, there had been Molly. Even when I could not be with her, even the agony of watching her from afar as she gave her life and love to another man, even that pain was infinitely preferable to her total absence from my world. In our years apart, I had always been able to dream “one day.” Now all dreams were over.
    Note: ;_; awww Fitz. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    But listing who came and who did not makes it seems as if I noticed or cared. I did not. I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.
    Note: :(. Robin hobb. Fool's Assassin.
  • Adriana shared from a Personal Document
    I’ve no idea what I did in those long days. Time did not seem to pass, but dragged on and on.
    Note: Pain. Robin Hobb. Fool's Assassin.