Frasi di José Baroja

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“Fa freddo, fa sempre freddo in sanatorio; il che mi porta a ipotizzare che, forse, e proprio forse, non sia una semplice coincidenza.”

“…the stories already published acquire, over the years, a different value than they had at their genesis: whether for better or for worse.”

“Latin American government decisions, in general terms, discourage the development of the arts, turning artists into true martyrs of a cause, creating a vicious cycle in which ordinary people fail to notice the importance of cultural development, focusing on money as the axis of their lives.”

“He still felt love for someone who had plainly and simply decided to forget him.”

“Probably those once accompanied walks had turned out to be such an intense, though brief, experience that, beyond time, his subconscious continued to long for a presence that was no longer there.”

“The beauty of art is in our imperfection.”

“Silence has become omnipresent and seemingly infinite for many miles, even longer than your mind can remember.”

“As if already destined for the seventh circle, a shudder stops him from heading toward the unknown, toward the beautifully fatal.”

“At times, he yearns for the few pockets of darkness that remain on this night so illuminated by that cursed moon, by the despicable stars, by the cursed vehicles, by the hateful city.”

“It must certainly be considered true that once a work leaves our pen, it no longer belongs to us.”

“Can someone suffering from hunger or abuse really be encouraged to read a book?”

“He still blamed himself for having believed someone who, without a doubt, lied better than he did.”

“Although he still continued to go out walking alone, it was also true that with every outing, in each of them, he used to feel something strange and dark accumulating within him.”

“Having accepted this, there was nothing left but to adapt to the new conditions, a task that cost him a world or perhaps two.”

“Undoubtedly, he feared that smile”

“I must say that in Chile, the supremacy of the Market as the all-powerful governing body has made the development of the cultural field even more difficult than in Mexico.”

“Just a moment ago, he was certainly contemplating a shadow on the ground, and now he was the shadow contemplating himself.”

“School is not a daycare center.”

“Proud to be a "damn South American" and not a "suck-up" to the United States.”

“His life had been a sum of half-hearted decisions.”

“From the margins, one can speak with irony, tenderness, and rage.”

“Telling stories from the margins is a symbolic act of justice.”

“I have been opposed, from the beginning, to presenting ideological, political, or religious pamphleteering stances that seek to simplify the human experience into functional Manichaeism.”

“Poets are here to disturb the status quo.”

“Does literature change social reality? Perhaps not. But it reveals it, brings it into the conversation—which is no small thing. It puts it in tension with reality itself. It strips it of its masks. It takes away the official discourse, or at least makes it squirm.”

“Walking with open senses reveals stories in the smallest everyday details.”

“Sometimes what screams the loudest in a city is what makes no sound.”

“What society refuses to see is what most strongly defines it.”

“The Chilean silence is one of repression; the Mexican, of resignation.”

“The urban allows me to explore those contradictions without falling into propagandistic or moralistic discourse; an essential matter, in my view, when it comes to literature.”