O respeito pelos sentimentos alheios é a melhor condição para uma próspera e feliz vida de relações e afecto.
José Saramago...a veces nos preguntamos por qué la felicidad tarda tanto en llegar, por qué no vino antes, pero si nos aparece de repente, como en este caso, cuando ya no la esperábamos, entonces lo más probable es que no sepamos qué hacer con ella, y la cuestión no es tanto elegir entre reír o llorar, es la secreta angustia de pensar que tal vez no consigamos estar a su altura
José SaramagoThe chronicler would abandon any idea of making a detailed report of all the other ills that are afflicting most of the nearly three hundred inmates being kept in this inhumane quarantine, but he could not fail to mention at least two cases of fairly advanced cancer, for the authorities had no humanitarian scruples when rounded up the blind and confining them here, they even stated that the laws once made is the same for everyone and that democracy is incompatible with preferential treatment. As cruel fate would have it, amongst all these inmates there is only one doctor, and an ophthalmologist at that, the last thing we need.
José SaramagoThe first blind man had begun by declaring that his wife would not be subjected to the shame of giving her body to strangers in exchange for whatever, she had no desire to do so nor would he permit it, for dignity has no price, that when someone starts making small concessions, in the end live loses all meaning. The doctor then asked him what meaning he saw in the situation in which all of them there found themselves, starving, covered in filth up to their ears, ridden with lice, eaten by bedbugs, bitten by fleas, I, too, would prefer my wife not to go, but what I want serves no purpose, ... I know that my manly pride, this thing we call male pride, if after so many humiliations, we still preserve something worthy of that name, I know that it will suffer, it already is, I cannot avoid it, but it is probably the only solution, if we want to live.
José SaramagoAlgunas personas usan coraza, otras misterios
José SaramagoLei è sempre stata più sicura di me, pensava, e in quel momento vide distintamente le cause della sua sconfitta, la figuraccia che faceva spettinato e con la barba lunga, le pantofole scalcagnate, le pieghe dei pantaloni del pigiama che sembravano frange avvizzite, la vestaglia mezza su mezza giù, ci sono decisioni nella vita che, per prenderle, è consigliabile esser vestiti come per uscire, con la cravatta e le scarpe lucide, questo significa essere un signore, esclamare in tono offeso, Se la mia presenza la disturba, signora, non ho bisogno che me lo dica, e all’istante si imbocca la porta, senza guardarsi indietro, guardarsi indietro è un rischio tremendo, ci si può anche trasformare in una statua di sale e restare lì alla mercé della prima pioggia.
José SaramagoTags: nobel autori-sudamericani
Say to a blind man, you’re free, open the door that was separating him from the world, Go, you are free, we tell him once more, and he does not go, he has remained motionless there in the middle of the road, he and the others, they are terrified, they do not know where to go, the fact is that there is no comparison between living in a rational labyrinth, which is, by definition, a mental asylum and venturing forth, without a guiding hand or a dog-leash, into the demented labyrinth of the city, where memory will serve no purpose, for it will merely be able to recall the images of places but not the paths whereby we might get there.
José SaramagoWe have an odd relationship with words. We learn a few when we are small, throughout our lives we collect others through education, conversation, our contact with books, and yet, in comparison, there are only a tiny number about whose meaning, sense, and denotation we would have absolutely no doubts, if one day, we were to ask ourselves seriously what they meant. Thus we affirm and deny, thus we convince and are convinced, thus we argue, deduce, and conclude, wandering fearlessly over the surface of concepts about which we only have the vaguest of ideas, and, despite the false air of confidence that we generally affect as we feel our way along the road in verbal darkness, we manage, more or less, to understand each other and even, sometimes, to find each other.
José SaramagoSe tens um coração de ferro, bom proveito.
O meu, fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todo o dia.
Tags: life-lesson inspirational-attitude
la historia de los hombres es la historia de sus desencuentros con dios, ni él nos entiende a nosotros ni nosotros lo entendemos a él.
José Saramago« first previous
Page 20 of 61.
next last »
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.