He understood then that all his exploits as a reporter, the feats that had won him such recognition and fame, were merely an attempt to keep his most ancient fears at bay, a stratagem for taking refug...
—La base del budismo es la compasión hacia todo lo que vive o existe. Dijo que cada uno debe buscar la verdad o la iluminación dentro de sí mismo, no en otros o en cosas externas. Por eso los monjes b...
—Hijo mío, la Santa Madre Iglesia está a la derecha, pero Jesucristo siempre estuvo a la izquierda—le decía
— ¡Qué larga y confusa es la vida, mamá! — Al menos tú puedes escribirla para tratar de entenderla.
— Fericirea nu e pentru toţi, Cathy.— Ba sigur că e! Toţi ne naştem fericiţi. Pe drum, viaţa ni se mai murdăreşte, dar putem să o spălăm. Iar fericirea nu e exuberantă şi zgomotoasă, precum plăcerea s...
نظنّ أن هذه الأشياء لا تقع إلا للآخرين . حتى اليوم الذي تقع فيه على رؤوسنا
لم يكن يقدم نصائح لأنه أكتشف من خلال تجاربه أنها إضاعة للوقت، فكل شخص يرتكب أخطاءه ويتعلم منها
كل واحد يختار درجة اللون كي يحكي قصّته الخاصة؛ و بودّي أن اختار الوضوح الدائم لصورة مطبوعة بالبلاتين .. لكن ما من شيء في قدري يملك هذه الخاصّية المضيئة ؛أعيش بين صبغات باهتة وألغاز مخفيّة و عدم يقين ....
Latifundio.
Costumbre chilena de convivir en clan para siempre.
Nostalgia is my vice. Nostalgia is a melancholy, and slightly saccharine, sentiment, like tenderness
Las fotografías engañan al tiempo, suspendiéndolo en un trozo de cartón donde el alma queda bocabajo, decía
Intimacy needs time to mature—a shared history, tears shed, obstacles overcome, photographs in an album. It’s a slow-growing plant.
I'd realized that in writing happiness is useless-without suffering there is no story.
He missed his venerable master, who had marked him forever with a thirst for knowledge as persistent as the drunk's thirst for alcohol or the ambitious man's thirst for power. He no longer had his men...
A man does what he can; a woman does what a man cannot.
I was such a sullen, angry, sad kid. I'm sure there are writers who have had happy childhoods, but what are you going to write about? No ghosts, no fear. I'm very happy that I had an unhappy and uncom...
I read on my iPad when I travel. I listen to audiobooks in the car. I read books in my bedroom, where I have a comfortable couch, a lamp and two dogs to keep me warm.
…she did not believe that the world was a vale of tears but rather a joke that God had played and that it was idiotic to take it seriously if He himself never had.
لم أكن أعرف بعد أن الحزن لا يزول بالكامل أبدًا ، وأنه يبقى تحت الجلد ؛ ومن دونه ماكان لي اليوم أن أكون نفسي ، ولما استطعت التعرف على نفسي في المرآة