His legs have a mind of their own, his foot shoots by itself... Roberto Baggio is a big horsetail that flicks away… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
In the struggle of good against evil, it's always the people who get killed. — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
Poets and beggars, musicians and prophets, warriors and scoundrels, all creatures of that unbridled reality, we have had to ask but little of our… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
And one fine day the goddess of the wind kisses the foot of man, that mistreated, scorned foot, and from that kiss the soccer… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
“THE HE’S ARE SHE’S In 1847, three novels excite England’s readers. Wuthering Heights by Ellis Bell tells a devastating tale of passion and shame.… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
In the Age of the Almighty Computer, drones are the perfect warriors. They kill without remorse, obey without kidding around, and they never reveal… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
I'm not asking you to describe the rain falling the night the archangel arrived; I'm demanding that you get me wet. Make up your… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
From the weak nations' point of view, it is better if there are many powerful countries then if there are just a few. The… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
“WALLS The Berlin Wall made the news every day. From morning till night we read, saw, heard: the Wall of Shame, the Wall of… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
There are those who believe destiny rests at the feet of the gods, but the truth is that it confronts the conscious of man… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
