“DIVINE LIGHT,MURDEROUS LIGHT The flames crackle. On the pyre burn discarded mattresses, discarded easy chairs, discarded tires. A discarded god also burns: the fire blackens the body of Pol Pot. At the end of 1998, the man who killed with… — 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. Agnes Grey by Acton Bell strips bare the hypocrisy of the family. Jane Eyre by Currer Bell exalts the courage of an independent woman. No one knows that the authors are female. The brothers Bell are… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share
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 Infamy, the Iron Curtain . . . In the end, a wall which deserved to fall fell. But other walls sprouted and continue sprouting across the world. Though they are much larger than the one in… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share
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
