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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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lmdh yktb lmr n lm ykn mn 'jl 'n yjm` lqT` m` b`Dh b`Dan?
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Recordar: To remember; from the Latin records, to pass back through the heart
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Hyn ykwn lSwt lnsny Hqyqyan, Hyn ywld mn lHjh l~ lklm, l 'Hd ystTy` 'n ywqfh. Hyn ymn` `nh lfm, ytHdth bl'ydy w l'`yn, blmsm, 'w b'y shyy' akhr. l'n kl wHd mn ldyh shyy' yqwlh llakhryn, shyy' ystHq 'n yHtfy bh lakhrwn 'w ySfHw `nh
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Si Eva hubiera escrito el Genesis, ?como seria la primera noche de amor del genero humano? Eva hubiera empezado por aclarar que ella no nacio de ninguna costilla, ni conocio a ninguna serpiente, ni ofrecio manzanas a nadie, y que Dios nunca le dijo que pariras con dolor y tu marido te dominara. Que todas esas historias son puras mentiras que Adan conto a la prensa.
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All I know is this: art is art, or it's shit
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If the grape is made of wine, then perhaps we are the words that tell who we are
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ynbGy 'n tbd' Hqwq lnsn fy lmnzl
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La historia es un profeta con la mirada vuelta hacia atras: por lo que fue, y contra lo que fue, anuncia lo que sera.
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Anos mas tarde aprendere que un cuerpo vacio de vida no es la muerte. Un cuerpo vacio de vida es nada mas que un cuerpo vacio de vida. Sabre que la muerte esta en la vida, como fin anunciado de la gente que uno quiere y las experiencias que lo hacen a uno feliz: que asoma, como la transpiracion, por los poros. Que un cadaver es el unico cuerpo donde la muerte no esta.
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Development develops inequality.
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tSfr lryH fy dkhly. 'n `r. syd ll shy, syd l 'Hd, lst Ht~ syd m`tqdty. 'n wjhy fy lryH, Dd lryH w 'n lryH lty thb fy wjhy.
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n lbyrwqrTy@ tr~ 'n lf`l w lklmt w l'fkr l tltqy mTlqan. ybq~ lf`l fy mkn l`ml, lklmt fy ljtm`t, w l'fkr `l~ lmkhdh. jz m`tbr mn qw@ tshy jyfr, `l~ m '`tqd, tlk lTq@ lGmDh lty ttjwz mwth w 'khTh, j mn Hqyqh bsyTh jdan: kn nw`an ndran mn l'shkhS ldhyn yqwlwn m yfkrwn bh w ynfdhwn m yqwlwnh
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Eduardo Hughes Galeano |
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mn ytkhlS mn kl shyy' yrbH
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mlSq y`rD mthlan mn 'fryqyan: dh lm yHSl lswd `l~ mw'rkhyn, fn twrykh lSyd swf tmjd lSyd
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The world,' he revealed, 'is a heap of people, a sea of tiny flames.' Each person shines with his or her own light. No two flames are alike. There are big flames and little flames, flames of every colour. Some peoples flames are so still they don't even flicker in the wind, while others have wild flames that fill the air with sparks. Some foolish flames neither burn nor shed light, but others blaze with life so fiercely that you can't look ..
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fy bldn, y`rD ltlfzywn m yjb 'n yHdth, w l shyy' yHdth n lm y`rD `l~ ltlfzywn
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ysmy lfrnsywn dhrw@ l`nq "lmwt lSGyr", ldhy yjm`n fym yfrqn, w y`thr `lyn fym yfqdn, hw bdytn km hw nhytn. ysmwnh mwtan SGyran, lknh ynbGy 'n ykwn `Zyman, hy'lan, lky ynjbn km yqtln."
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Along the way we have even lost the right to call ourselves Americans, although the Haitians and the Cubans appeared in history as new people a century befire the Mayflower pilgrims settled on the Plymouth coast. For the world today, America is just the United States; the region we inhabit is a sub-America, a second-class America of nebulous identity.
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hnk mkn wHd fHsb yltqy fyh l'ms w lywm, yt`rfn `l~ b`Dhm b`Dan, w yt`nqn, w dhlk lmkn hw lmstqbl
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fy SbH m 'hdw ln khnzyran mn Gyny. j l~ lmnzl fy qfS. fy mntSf lnhr, ftHt bb lqfS. `dt l~ lbyt msan w wjdt 'n lkhnzyr lm yGdr mknh: kn dkhl lqfS, mtkwran z lqDbn, yrtjf khwfan mn lHry@
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lm 'qtl shkhSan mTlqan, hdh SHyH w lkn bsbb `dm twfr lshj`@ w lwqt, w lys bsbb `dm twfr lrGbh
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nh `Sr lHrb: l 'Hd `lm lnsny@ bqdr m `lmth tlk lmkhlwqh lmtwD`h
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Here," an old sugar worker told me, "the people have a great love for martyrs--but only after they're dead. Before, there's nothing but complaints."
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dhlk lwjh ldhy bl dmw` kn lHrb klh wllm klh.
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mw'sf 'nny lm '`rf kyf 'j`l nfsy mfhwman
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Hyn t`rf `l~ nfsy fy lkhryn
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I would recognise myself in each of his translations and he would feel betrayed and annoyed whenever I didn't write something the way he would have. A part of me died with him, a part of him lives with me.
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Latin America is the region of open veins. Everything from the discovery until our times, has always been transmuted into European--or later--United States-- capital, and as such has accumulated on distant centers of power. Everything: the soil, its fruits nad its mineral-rich depths, the people and their capacity to work and to consume, natural resources and human resources.
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The food of the minority is the hunger of the majority.
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lst`mr lwDH ybtrk dwn tnkr: ymn`k mn lklm, w mn lf`l, 'w ymn`k mn lwjwd. 'm lst`mr llmry'y, `l~ 'y Hl, yqn`k 'n lqn`@ hy qdrk w l`jz Tby`tk: yqn`k 'nh lys mn lmmkn lklm w lys mn lmmkn lf`l, w lys mn lmmkn lwjwd
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