In the Kingdom of Heaven, there is no grandeur to be won, inasmuch as there all is an established hierarchy, the unknown is revealed, existence is infinite, there is no possibility of sacrifice, all is rest and joy. For this… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“Now he understood that a man never knows for whom he suffers and hopes. He suffers and hopes and toils for people he will never know, and who, in turn, will suffer and hope and toil for others who will… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“The thunder traveled over the ship, from west to east, with prolonged reverberations, before it moved away with its clouds, leaving the sea, by… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“How hard it is to become a man again when one has ceased to be a man." -The Lost Steps” — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share
I gladly accepted the commission but was uncertain about what the end result would be. On the one hand, Cuban music was conquering the… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“Si en estos países se moría por pasiones que me fueran incomprensibles, no por ello era la muerte menos muerte.” — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“In the quarter where the sun should have appeared, the sky was covered by a strange reddish cloud, like smoke, like hot ashes, like a dark pollen that had arisen swiftly, stretching from one horizon to the other. When the cloud moved overhead, it began to rain butterflies on the roofs, the water jars, our shoulders. They were little butterflies,… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share
A day will come when man will discover an alphabet in the eyes of the chalcedonies, in the marking of the moth, and will… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“But everywhere dark shapes were already melting into the night, seeking asylum in the undergrowth and the jungle. Those not caught in the first haul headed for the mountains, stealing canoes and boats to make their way upstream; they were unarmed, almost naked, but determined to return to the way of life of their ancestors, somewhere the whites would not… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share
I had breathed in the atmosphere created by Henri Christophe, the monarch of incredible aims, much more surprising than all the kings invented by… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
“A day will come when men will discover an alphabet in the eyes of chalcedonies, in the markings of the moth, and will learn… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
From the beginning, the sensation of the marvelous presupposes faith. — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
In the Kingdom of Heaven, there is no grandeur to be won, inasmuch as there all is an established hierarchy, the unknown is revealed,… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
