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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
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Eduardo Galeano
Age: 74 †
Born: 1940
Born: September 3
Died: 2015
Died: April 13
Journalist
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Eduardo Hughes Galeano
Eduardo Germán María Hughes Galeano
Eduardo German Maria Hughes Galeano
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Charity, vertical, humiliates. Solidarity, horizontal, helps.
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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.
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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.
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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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