What did Eduardo Galeano mean by: This work is a torture on the rump but a joy to the heart. Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay Copy
+ I’m attracted to soccer’s capacity for beauty. When well played, the game is a dance with a ball. Author, December 14, 2023December 28, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Beauty, Dance, Soccer, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ In the struggle of good against evil, it’s always the people who get killed. Author, December 14, 2023December 29, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Evil, Good, Struggle, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ Recordar: To remember; from the Latin records, to pass back through the heart Author, December 14, 2023December 28, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Emotion, Memory, Reflection, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ For sailors who love the wind, memory is a good port of departure. Author, December 14, 2023December 28, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Adventure, Memory, Nostalgia, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine. Author, December 14, 2023December 28, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Enjoyment, Mortality, Romance, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ The world is a heap of people, a sea of tiny flames. Author, September 30, 2023January 2, 2025, Eduardo Galeano, Humanity, Individuality, Unity, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ Many small people, in small places, doing small things can change the world. Author, December 14, 2023December 29, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Empowerment, Impact, Unity, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
+ We are what we do, especially what we do to change what we are. Author, December 14, 2023December 28, 2024, Eduardo Galeano, Action, Identity, Transformation, 0 Eduardo Galeano Journalist · Uruguay
Art is for the artist is only suffering through which he releases himself for further suffering. Read explanation Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
A pessimist and an optimist, so much the worse; so much the better. Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
