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Cleófilas Enriqueta DeLeón Hernández
Cléofilas’s husband in “Woman Hollering Creek.” Juan Pedro is a heavy drinker and an abusive husband, though Cleófilas strives to see the positive in him. Despite her efforts, though, he proves himself to be unworthy of her love—as a result, he loses his wife, his son Juan Pedrito, and the baby the couple is about to have.
Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez Quotes in Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories
The Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories quotes below are all either spoken by Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez or refer to Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Woman Hollering Creek
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They want to tell each other what they want to tell themselves. But what is bumping like a helium balloon at the ceiling of the brain never finds its way out. It bubbles and rises, it gurgles in the throat, it rolls across the surface of the tongue, and erupts from the lips—a belch.
If they are lucky, there are tears at the end of the long night. At any given moment, the fists try to speak. They are dogs chasing their own tails before lying down to sleep, trying to find a way, a route, an out, and—finally—get some peace.
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Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez Quotes in Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories
The Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories quotes below are all either spoken by Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez or refer to Juan Pedro Martínez Sánchez. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Woman Hollering Creek
Quotes
They want to tell each other what they want to tell themselves. But what is bumping like a helium balloon at the ceiling of the brain never finds its way out. It bubbles and rises, it gurgles in the throat, it rolls across the surface of the tongue, and erupts from the lips—a belch.
If they are lucky, there are tears at the end of the long night. At any given moment, the fists try to speak. They are dogs chasing their own tails before lying down to sleep, trying to find a way, a route, an out, and—finally—get some peace.
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