“The orange of the golden carp appeared at the edge of the pond. . . . We watched in silence at the beauty and grandeur of the great fish. Out of the corners of my eyes I saw Cico hold his hand to his breast as the golden carp glided by. Then with a switch of his powerful tail the golden carp disappeared into the shadowy water under the thicket.” BeautyGoldenBlessOrangeMeFishCarpUltimaAnayaRudolfo Book:Bless Me, Ultima Source: Bless Me, Ultima
“It is because good is always stronger than evil. Always remember that, Antonio. The smallest bit of good can stand against all the powers of evil in the world and it will emerge triumphant.” WorldRememberEvilBitsStrongerSmallestTriumphantAntonioUltima Author:Rudolfo Anaya
“I made strength from everything that had happened to me, so that in the end even the final tragedy could not defeat me. And that is what Ultima tried to teach me, that the tragic consequences of life can be overcome by the magical strength that resides in the human heart. --Antonio” HumansHeartMadeEndsTeachHappenedConsequenceOvercomingTragedyFinalsDefeatTragicHuman HeartAntonioUltima Author:Rudolfo Anaya
“Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unfolded before my eyes, and the gurgling waters of the river sang to the hum of the turning earth. The magical time of childhood stood still, and the pulse of the living earth pressed its mystery into my living blood.” StillsEyeEarthWaterMysteryBloodChildhoodSummerRiversSevenBlessPulseUltima Author:Rudolfo Anaya
“I had been afraid of the awful presence of the river, which was the soul of the river, but through her [Ultima] I learned that my spirit shared in the spirit of all things.” SoulSpiritAll ThingsRiversAwfulBlessUltima Author:Rudolfo Anaya
“The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river were men of the moon. But we were all children of the white sun.” MenChildrenWhiteSunMoonRiversBlessFarmsUltima Book:Bless Me, Ultima: A Novel Source: Bless Me, Ultima: A Novel
“Around me the moonlight glittered on the pebbles of the llano, and in the night sky a million stars sparkled. Across the river I could see the twinkling lights of the town. In a week I would be returning to school, and as always I would be running up the goat path and crossing the bridge to go to church. Sometime in the future I would have to build my own dream out of those things that were so much a part of my childhood.” DreamLightWould BeRunningSchoolNightStarsChurchMy OwnMillionsPathWeekSkyChildhoodRiversTownsBridgesMoonlightCrossingsGoatsNight SkyPebblesTwinklingUltimaTwinkling Lights Author:Rudolfo Anaya
