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Let the die be cast.
[Lat., Jacta alea esto; or, jacta esa alea.)
I am Amaxon Corazon Junia Principia Delgado the Third, and I bent over my meal and wept luxurious tears into my green banana porridge. It was a perfect decoction, and it now would not satisfy me.
I am a question mark pointed at a secret, Cortez is a tool aimed at the stubborn places of the world.
Our Land is alive, Esperanza, -Esperanza Rising
Well, you better be hungry, I have all your favorites. Arroz con habichuelas y ensalada!
Con esperanza no se come. Hope does not get you anything to eat.
Esperanza means hope in Spanish.
Part geographical, part political, part cultural, Latin America overspills its bounds: is Belize Latin America? Quebec? Miami? Lavapies, Madrid? The Gaucho Grill, Manchester?
The greatest contribution to the Mexican table imaginable
summer of 2011, when the first call to walk the Camino Santiago de Compostela had tugged at my soul, I would not have known this was my why. A tug so fierce I had no choice but to follow, the next years would guide me to
Anywhere in Latin America there is a potential threat of the pathology of caudillismo and it has to be guarded against.
We are the new age. The new world. And if we're to show the way, then we better damn well make it a better one. I am Sevro au Barca. And I am no longer afraid.
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
Muy Peligroso!" Bernie's choices had become as limited as the Taco Bell menu. Reason and blood had left the building, heading south, faster than reprobates to Florida." - Shark Fin Soup 2015
I realised that the political context had got worse since the 2010 World Cup. I tried to ignore it but I wanted, as a national coach - you may call this Utopia - to make Catalans and Basques feel good about supporting a Spanish side ... to unite even the most sectarian and nationalist.
Mexico. Melancholy, profoundly right and wrong, it embraces as it strangulates.
Good-bye to the lies of the poets.
[Lat., Valeant mendacia vatum.]
Me Tarz-tosterone; You Estro-Jane
Something is always wanting to incomplete fortune.
[Lat., Curtae nescio quid semper abest rei.]
Ser mal profesor sale barato
La cuestion esta en decidirse en algo, alguna vez.
The gist is in deciding on something, at some time.
After the desperate years of their own war, after six years of repression inside Spain and six years of horror in exile, these people remain intact in spirit. They are armed with a transcendent faith; they have never won, and yet they have never accepted defeat.
!Cabron!" [Mariposa] stomped her foot. "Hijo de puta."
Hard to believe that she was two centuries old and not the young girl she looked and acted. Like Peter Pan, she'd never grown up.
A just fortune awaits the deserving.
[Lat., Fors aequa merentes
Respicit.]
Anyway Ri Ri what rhymes wit your name really? Money got you vacationing in Chile
Te amo, Querida," he whispered suddenly, stroking her hair. "Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad."
"This is the second time you've said that," Cassandra murmured. "What does it mean?"
"I love you." His voice was as rough as his hand on her cheek was gentle. "You are my light in the darkness.
Hay una estrella mas abierta
que la palabra 'amapola'?
Is there a star more wide open
than the word 'poppy?
Quetzalcoatl is a primal idea of the duality of human nature. The serpent is the embodiment of Heaven and Earth. It scares people in many ways.
We begin the path toward defeating Mexico's real adversary, who represents authoritarianism and the worst antidemocratic practice, who represents a return to corruption as a system and impunity as conviction. That adversary is Pena Nieto and his party.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
[Cabeza de Vaca] ceased to be lost not by returning but by turning into something else.
There is a mountain range behind the town, called the Sierra de Sangre de Cristo. It means the 'Blood of Christ Mountains' in Spanish.
Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night.
Latin Americans hold on tight even to pain and suffering, preferring a certain present to an uncertain future. Some of this is only natural, entirely human. But for us, the fear is paralyzing; it generates not only anxiety but also paralysis.
Peru, Peru. My heart's lighthouse.
Can you speak Espanol?"
"Si."
"I think you're lying."
"What difference does it make? All I want is warm sunshine and sand between my toes.
What do you want?"
"Spain"
"Fuck!
Friends, we have now won ... I say to Aymaras, Quechuas, Chiquitaos, and Guaranis: for the first time we are going to be presidents. And I want to say to businesses, intellectual professionals, and artists: do not abandon us.
How wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.
[Lat., O miseras hominum menteis! oh, pectora caeca!]
Hector Torrez, how can you communicate with Enzo Hernandez when he speaks Spanish and you speak Mexican?
The nagual gives you the unknown; it gives you reality; it leads you to the totality of yourself.
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.
[Lat., Quicquid agunt homines, votum, timor, ira, voluptas, gaudia, discursus, nostri est farrago libelli.]
Do work that matters. Vale la pena
Carquinez Strait
When I think of my Latina side, I imagine family barbecues with carne asada, rice, beans, tortillas and a jalapeno on my plate along with 'Vicente Fernandez' blaring out the speakers. Spicy food. Salsa. Tamales. Family.
Astrud Gilberto sang an old bossa nova song. "Take me to Aruanda," she sang. I closed my eyes, and the clatter of the cups and saucers sounded like the roar of a far-off sea. Aruanda - what's it like there?
What I believe is this: Catalunya is not Spain, it is something else and you have to feel it.
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Fue adondo a mi me perdieron
quw logre por fin encontrarme?
Was it where they lost me
that I finally found myself?
Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis. He snatched the lightning from the sky and the sceptre from tyrants.
The howling pariah dogs, the cocks that herald dawn all night, the drumming, the moaning that will be found later white plumage huddled on telegraph wires in back gardens or fowl roosting in apple trees, the eternal sorrow that never sleeps of great Mexico.
Q: What do you call a dog with a sombrero? A: El Poocho. Q:
Los Padres have everything and the people have nothing; 'tis the masterpiece of reason and justice. For my part, I know nothing so divine as Los Padres who make war on Kings of Spain and Portugal and in Europe act as their confessors; who here kill Spaniards and at Madrid send them to Heaven.
Marina, as of the sea. You stick with Hector Ricardo. I'll take care of you;its in my name
The ungovernable passion for wealth.
[Lat., Opum furiata cupido.]
In order to do 'Amores Perros,' I had to skip some time at drama school, so the director Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu came up with a great Latin American solution, which was to say I had a tropical disease and had to stay in Mexico for a while. Everyone believed me.
The Cadiz tribe, not used to bearing our yoke.
I have slipped chile under your skin
secretly wrapped in each enchilada
hot and soothing
carefully cut into bitefuls for you as a
toddler
increasing in power and intensity as
you grew
until it could burn
forever
Let those who have deserved their punishment, bear it patiently.
[Lat., Aequo animo poenam, qui meruere, ferant.]
BERNARDO Sit down awhile; And let us once again assail your ears, That are so fortified against our story
I don't speak Spanish, I speak a little of Italian but no Spanish.
Nosotros somos paisanos. We are fellow countrymen. We come from the same soil.
Since it is impossible to know what's really happening, we Peruvians lie, invent, dream and take refuge in illusion. Because of these strange circumstances, Peruvian life, a life in which so few actually do read, has become literary.
Arma virumque cano ... "
*Literally: "I sing of arms and man".
I sing the praises of a man's stuggles
Cuando llega la hora, llega la hora. A woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do and all that crap.
In a village of La Mancha,
Como se acuerda con los pajaros
la traduccion de sus idiomas?
How is the translation of their languages
Arranged with the birds?
Esperanza, that you,
Hay que ser duro pero jamas perder la ternura.
[It is necessary to be hard but never to lose the tenderness]
The truth about the Costa del Sol is that what endures, what is worthwhile, is what is Spanish.
Javier Chevanton don't speak the language too good.
Busy idleness urges us on.
[Lat., Strenua nos exercet inertia.]
Vitanda est improba siren desidia. (One must avoid that wicked temptress, Laziness.)
E Concrematio. Confirmatio--out ot the fire comes firmness, through stress we pass to strength.
Cuerdos, he says. They're sane.
The ferocity of Santiago Nasar's fate, which had collected twenty years of happiness from him not only with his death but also with the dismemberment of his body and its dispersion and extermination.
The word that most perfectly describes the city of Cuzco is evocative. Intangible dust of another era settles on its streets, rising like the disturbed sediment of a muddy lake when you touch its bottom.
Once again Chile reduces us to what R. L. Stevenson called 'the virginity of senses' where words cannot match the impressions received.
During the last week of her father's life, Blanca stayed home with him. 'I didn't bathe. I didn't sleep. I sat in the bed with him in the living room. And we were communicating all the time. I kept thinking, and it's more beautiful in Spanish, but I wanted to bottle his breathing.
What will die with me the day I die? What pathetic or frail image will be lost to the world? The voice of Macedonio Fernandez, the image of a bay horse in a vacant lot on the corner of Sarrano and Charcas, a bar of sulfur in the drawer of a mahogany desk?
The waitress returns, cutting into possibly the most bizarre
way a pregnancy can be announced. At a Mexican restaurant. With a tequila shot
standoff. In French
Mexico has lost an icon whose work has transcended generations and borders
Spanish chorizo is a spicy cured sausage that's especially tasty with clams.
Cadiz is a city of magic, like Cracow or Dublin, to set the mind on fire at a turn of a corner ... The eye is continually fed, the imagination stirred, by a train of spectacles as charming as if they had been contrived.
Caminante, no hay puentes, se hace puentes al andar.
(Voyager, there are no bridges, one builds them as one walks.)
In her fury she'd broken into Valencian, indicating the deepest possible roots in the land. I was impressed with how deeply she was from here, in a way I could never imagine being from anywhere, not even my home town.
Whoever is not too wise is wise.
[Lat., Quisquis plus justo non sapit, ille sapit.]
lagophthalmos - a
Spain, the country for castles in the air!" I
Mexico was most powerfully my father's smile and not, as you might otherwise imagine, not language, not pigment.
In a unified and diverse Spain, based on the equality of and solidarity between its people, there is room for all of us. And for all of our feelings and sensitivities and our distinct ways of being Spaniards.
FOR SONIA SANCHEZ
Argentine political life is like the life of an ant community or an African forest tribe: full of events, full of crisis and deaths, but life is always cyclical, and the year ends as it begins.
Estene aleera hesaad de viren aneda. And now, you are forever mine.
After Iguala, Mexico has to change.
The new Filipino President's name had become a saucy joke: 'Corazon, aqui, no?' That is: 'Darling, let's do it here, eh?' Or, if the words were stressed differently: 'Corazon, aqui? - No!'
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty.
[Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
With flamenco I was transported into a world where everyone is beautiful, because beauty is in everything, the glorious and the ugly; because flamenco celebrates living, through the cries of pain and the cries of joy, the symmetry of a young face and the character of an old face.
the best of Cervantes is untranslatable, and this undeniable fact is in itself an incentive [for one and all] to learn Spanish.