Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
A pretty move, for the love of God.
Eduardo Galeano
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
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
Moving
Love
Move
Pretty
More quotes by Eduardo Galeano
Memory. My poison, my food.
Eduardo Galeano
Recordar: To remember from the Latin records, to pass back through the heart
Eduardo Galeano
The tree of life knows that, whatever happens, the warm music spinning around it will never stop. However much death may come, however much blood may flow, the music will dance men and women as long as the air breaths them and the land plows and loves them.
Eduardo Galeano
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.
Eduardo Galeano
Chaplin and Keaton are still the best. They know that there is nothing more serious than laughter, an art demanding infinite work, and that as long as the world revolves, making others laugh is the most splendid of activities.
Eduardo Galeano
My language is a feel-thinking language, feeling and thinking at once, that is why it is a celebration of life, and at once it is a denunciation of everything that is not allowed in life to be real life, it's plenitude.
Eduardo Galeano
The world is becoming an immense military base, and that base is becoming a mental hospital the size of the world. Inside the nuthouse, which ones are crazy?
Eduardo Galeano
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.
Eduardo Galeano
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.
Eduardo Galeano
I don't believe in charity. I believe in solidarity. Charity is so vertical. It goes from the top to the bottom. Solidarity is horizontal. It respects the other person. I have a lot to learn from other people.
Eduardo Galeano
I'm attracted to soccer's capacity for beauty. When well played, the game is a dance with a ball.
Eduardo Galeano
Latin America is part of the world which was for many years condemned to the system of power where intimidation had more strength than the vote.
Eduardo Galeano
I am not a historian. I am a writer obsessed with remembering, with remembering the past
Eduardo Galeano
The ball laughs, radiant, in the air. He brings her down, puts her to sleep, showers her with compliments, dances with her, and seeing such things never before seen his admirers pity their unborn grandchildren who will never see them.
Eduardo Galeano
Because every single one of us has something to say to the others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others
Eduardo Galeano
There are some writers who feel they are elected by God. I am not. I am elected by the devil - this is clear.
Eduardo Galeano
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
Eduardo Galeano
Each time a new war is disclosed in the name of the fight of the good against evil, those who are killed are all poor. It's always the same story repeating once and again and again.
Eduardo Galeano
The fiesta of soccer, a feast for the legs that play and the eyes that watch, is much more than a big business run by overlords from Switzerland. The most popular sport in the world wants to serve the people who embrace it.
Eduardo Galeano
Our defeat was always implicit in the victory of others our wealth has always generated our poverty by nourishing the prosperity of others - the empires and their native overseers. In the colonial and neocolonial alchemy, gold changes into scrap metal and food into poison.
Eduardo Galeano