Pommel of his saddle and his helmet with a nose-piece, arms which might well prevent him from reaching any conclusions based on humanitarian logic,
Naqueles cinquenta e oito segundos de música uma transpiração rítmica e melódica de qualquer vida humana, corrente ou extraordinária, pela sua trágica brevidade, pela sua intensidade desesperada, e ta...
It struck me that people and things are much the same, they have a certain life span, they last for a while, then, like everything else in the world, they come to a sudden end, On the other hand, one...
In the Central Registry there were only words, in the Central Registry you could not see how faces had changed or continued to change, when that was precisely what was most important, the thing that t...
Human beings are known universally as the only animals capable of lying, and while it is true that they sometimes lie out of fear and sometimes out of self-interest, they also occasionally lie because...
Fazem-no por algo a que poderiamos chamar angustia metafisica, talvez por não conseguirem suportar a ideia do caos como regedor único do universo, por isso, com as suas fracas forças e sem ajuda divin...
All of these dialogues, this one and the others, would, without exception, have been found in the index of any Manual of Human Relations under Mutual Incomprehension
A man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.
[…]no será menor la alegría por ser breve la ausencia, la ausencia es también una muerte, la única diferencia es la esperanza.
[...]tendremos que decir,una vez mas,con la milenaria experiencia de los pueblos,que, a pesar de las decepciones,frustraciones y desengaños que son el pan de cada día de los hombres y de los elefante...
[...] it seems you don’t understand that words are the labels we stick on things, not the things themselves, you’ll never know what the things are really like, nor even what their real names are, beca...
Wüste ist nicht lediglich das, was unsere Vorstellung uns üblich eingibt, sobald wir jenes Wort hören oder lesen, eine riesige weite Sandfläche, ein Meer aus lodernden Dünen, Wüste, wie man sie hier e...
Would you like to hear the latest news, that colonel we mentioned earlier has gone blind, It'll be interesting to see what he thinks of that bright idea of his now, He already thought, he shot himself...
What is your name, Blind people do not need a name, I am my voice, nothing else matters, But you wrote books and those books carry your name, said the doctor's wife, Now nobody can read them, it is as...
We can be only too grateful that an Archbishop of Braga should have immersed himself so deeply in theological speculation, armed and equipped as he was for war, with his coat of mail, his broadsword d...
We are so afraid of the idea of having to die… that we always try to find excuses for the dead, as if we were asking beforehand to be excused when it is our turn…
Uno no puede elegir los sueños que tiene, son los sueños los que eligen a las personas.
Un escritor es como otra persona cualquiera, no puede saberlo todo, ni puede vivirlo todo, tiene que preguntar e imaginar.
Todos tenemos nuestros momentos de flaqueza, menos mal que todavía somos capaces de llorar, el llanto muchas veces es una salvación, hay ocasiones en que moriríamos si no llorásemos,
To threaten someone with a gun is the same as attacking them, If you had taken his gun, the real war would have started, and in all likelihood we would never have got out of that place alive,