A day will come when man will discover an alphabet in the eyes of the chalcedonies, in the marking of the moth, and will learn in astonishment that every spotted snail has always been a poem. — 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 Image
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… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
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… — Alejo Carpentier Copy Share Image
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
