“A still clearer case is that of the two stone chests buried by the Moors, one containing gold and the other containing the plagues. It is said that, fearful of opening the wrong chest, no one had had the courage to look for them. But if that's true, how is it that the plague has spread throughout the world.” Humanity Book:Levantado do Chão Source: Levantado do Chão
“She didn't much care if it was or wasn't the musical portrait of the cellist, it's likely that he'd fabricated in his mind any alleged similarities, real or imagined, but what impressed death was that she seemed to hear in those fifty-eight seconds of music a rhythmical and melodic transposition of every and any human life, be it run-of-the-mill or extraordinary, because of its tragic brevity, its desperate intensity, and also because of that final chord, like an ellipsis left hanging in the air, something yet to be said. The cellist had fallen into one of the least forgivable of human sins, that of presumption, when he thought he could see his face, and his alone, in a portrait in which everyone could be found, a presumption which, however, if we think about it, if we choose not to remain on the surface of things, could equally be interpreted as a manifestation of its polar opposite, that is, of humility, since if it is a portrait of everyone, then I must be included in it too.” LifeDeathHumanityMusicHumility Book:Death with Interruptions Source: Death with Interruptions
“Whether is is a good or bad deal depends, for money does not always keep its value, unlike mankind, whose value is always the same, everything and nothing.” HumanityMoneyValueWorth Book:Baltasar and Blimunda Source: Baltasar and Blimunda
“Las imágenes no ven, Equivocación tuya, las imágenes ven con los ojos que las ven, sólo ahora la ceguera es para todos, Tú sigues viendo, Iré viendo menos cada vez, y aunque no pierda la vista me volveré más ciega cada día porque no tendré quién me vea(...)” ArtHumanitySociety Book:Ensayo sobre la Ceguera Source: Ensayo sobre la Ceguera
“Las imágenes no ven, Equivocación tuya, las imágenes ven con los ojos que las ven, sólo ahora la ceguera es para todos, Tú sigues viendo, Iré viendo menos cada vez, y aunque no pierda la vista me volveré más ciega cada día porque no tendrpe quién me vea(...)” ArtHumanitySociety Book:Ensayo sobre la Ceguera Source: Ensayo sobre la Ceguera
“Where is your brother, he asked, and cain responded with another question. Am I my brother's keeper, You killed him, Yes, I did, but you are the one who is really to blame, I would have given my life for him if you had not destroyed mine, It was a question of putting you to the test, But why put to the test the very thing you yourself created, Because I am the sovereign lord of all things, And of all beings you will say, but not of me and my freedom, What, the freedom to kill, Just as you had the freedom to stop me killing abel, which was perfectly within your capabilities, all you had to do, just for a moment, was to abandon that pride in your infallibility that you share with all the other gods, and, again just for a moment, to be truly merciful and accept my offering with humility, because you shouldn't have refused it, you gods, you and all the others, have a duty to those you claim to have created, This is seditious talk, Yes, possibly, but I can guarantee you that if I were god, I would repeat every day Blessed are those who choose sedition because theirs is the kingdom of the earth, That's sacrilege, Maybe, but no more sacrilegious than you allowing abel to die…” GodHumanityCainSacrilegeCain And Abel Author:José Saramago