“It was as if there were no names here, as if there were no words. The desert cleansed everything in its wind, wiped everything away. The men had the freedom of the open spaces in their eyes, their skin was… — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio Copy Share
“In their purest form myths, not unlike tragedy, are perhaps the most important moment in the troubled history of Mexican civilization. The cement of dreams, the architecture of language, made of images and rhythms which respond to and harmonize with each other through time and space, their wisdom is not of that which can be measured on the scale of… — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio Copy Share
“It was as if there were no names here, as if there were no words. The desert cleansed everything in its wind, wiped everything away. The men had the freedom of the open spaces in their eyes, their skin was like metal. Sunlight blazed everywhere. The ochre, yellow, gray, white sand, the fine sand shifted, showing the direction of the… — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio Copy Share
“Un miros de sărac, un miros de violență, de necesitatea de a parveni.” — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clezio Copy Share Image
“Abruptly, with the shock of the Conquest, the sober and puritanical man of the Christian Inquisition encountered, through their violent and upsetting nature, peoples… — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio Copy Share Image
“From that imbalance rose the tragic results of the coming together of two worlds. It was the extermination of an ancient dream by the… — Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio Copy Share Image
