La Bola de Hilo

Nous traversons le présent les yeux bandés. Tout au plus pouvons-nous pressentir et deviner ce que nous sommes en train de vivre. Plus tard seulement, quand est dénoué le bandeau et nous examinons le passé, nous nous rendons compte de ce que nous avons vécu et nous en comprenons le sens.

Yo era chico, yo no sabía entonces de muerte, yo era inmortal

How does the never to be differ from what never was?

The police were not merely interested observers who occasionally witnessed criminality and were then basically compelled to make an arrest, rather the police has the special ability to in effect create Crime by making an arrest almost whenever they wished, so widespread wrongdoing.

The days have never been when thou couldst love me–but her whom in life thou didst abhor, in death thou shalt adore.

Martyrdom is meaningless in our age

Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate.

Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are the eternity and you are the mirror.

Even those who limp go not backward.

The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but the cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.

No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.

Verily the ocean laughs always with the innocent.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Verily the ocean laughs always with the innocent.

Is it not remorse the justice which is administered by that very law which you would fain serve?