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In the struggle of good against evil, it's always the people who get killed.

Eduardo Galeano

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Eduardo Galeano
Age: 74 †
Born: 1940
Born: September 3
Died: 2015
Died: April 13
Journalist
Poet
Writer
Eduardo Hughes Galeano
Eduardo Germán María Hughes Galeano
Eduardo German Maria Hughes Galeano
People
Antiwar
Killed
Struggle
Evil
War
Good
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I have never killed anybody, it is true, but it is because I lacked the courage or the time, not because I lacked the desire
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Reality is a magic lady, sometimes very mysterious. To me she is very passionate. She is real not only when she is awake, walking down the streets, but also at night when she is dreaming or when she is having nightmares. When I am writing, I am always paying tribute to her - to that lady called Reality.
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Charity, vertical, humiliates. Solidarity, horizontal, helps.
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Utopia lies at the horizon. When I draw nearer by two steps, it retreats two steps. If I proceed ten steps forward, it swiftly slips ten steps ahead. No matter how far I go, I can never reach it. What, then, is the purpose of utopia? It is to cause us to advance.
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Celebration of the Human Voice--- When it is genuine, when it is born of the need to speak, no one can stop the human voice. When denied a mouth, it speaks with the hands or the eyes, or the pores, or anything at all. Because every single one of us has something to say to the others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others.
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Unlike solidarity, which is horizontal and takes place between equals, charity is top-down, humiliating those who receive it and never challenging the implicit power relations.
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So many stories, and to choose which ones to tell and how to tell them. The words, they will tap me on the shoulder and they will speak to me: Tell me! Tell me! The stories choose me.
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Utopia is on the horizon. I move two steps closer it moves two steps further away. I walk another ten steps and the horizon runs ten steps further away. As much as I may walk, I'll never reach it. So what's the point of utopia? The point is this: to keep walking.
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Memory. My poison, my food.
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The world is a heap of people, a sea of tiny flames.
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Almost all wars, perhaps all, are trade wars connected with some material interest. They are always disguised as sacred wars, made in the name of God, or civilization or progress. But all of them, or almost all of the wars, have been trade wars.
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Always in all my books I'm trying to reveal or help to reveal the hidden greatness of the small, of the little, of the unknown - and the pettiness of the big.
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