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“In the end, Fernanda’s behavior meant that I had a golden husband, and her daughters did not. Fate had been unkind to me, but sometimes, its pettiness worked in my favor.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“I couldn’t afford her idealism. Not when I had Rodolfo’s proposal, not when I had the chance to get us out of Tía Fernanda’s house. I could secure us a dignified life. Rodolfo’s name, his money, his land—these could give us wings to fly.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“Perhaps he had always known how fragile a home she was. Perhaps he had grown complacent over the years. Now he knew better: one false move and he could lose her.”
― Isabel Cañas, Vampires of El Norte

“Away from Néstor. She could not let that happen. She would not.”
― Isabel Cañas, Vampires of El Norte

“Reading has been my constant companion, my path to escape the confines of my life.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“It wasn’t that his heart stopped beating, no—it hurt too much to have simply stopped. It buckled in surprise. It collapsed in on itself. It pinned him to where he stood, for he was certain—deliriously certain—that he looked into the face of a ghost.”
― Isabel Cañas, Vampires of El Norte

“Our newlywed intimacy was an uneven thing: I knew the warm smell of his throat, the rhythm of his breathing as he slept, but not the thoughts that played behind his face.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“I would find my way back to her, to this place, if it was the last thing I did. No Solórzano could keep me from my home. My grief crystallized the thought into a white-hot prayer, branding it on my bones like a promise. God help me, I will be back.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“If she chose to barrel through the door and pour out her thoughts like a torrent, he would listen. If she kept the door shut, he would ask no further questions.”
― Isabel Cañas, Vampires of El Norte

“I memorized each letter with the same fervor as I had memorized every prayer my grandmother taught me, every recipe, every ritual, every symbol. I carved them into my heart, into the muscles of my arms, into my palms and the soles of my feet.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“God knows nothing of loneliness, because God has never tasted companionship as mortal do: clinging to one another in the darkness so complete and sharp it scrapes flesh from bone, trusting one another even as the Devil's breath blooms hot on their napes.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda

“Hacienda San Isidro—my home—was poisoned. It was hurting. Rot like this would spread beyond the house’s walls, leeching life from the earth, blighting the fields, lacing the homes of the village with affliction. It was a sickness. It must be contained, then eradicated.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Hacienda