Ernesto Sabato famous quotes
Last updated: Sep 5, 2024
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Was our life nothing more than a sequence of anonymous screams in a desert of indifferent stars?
-- Ernesto Sabato -
The expression 'there is nothing like the good old days' does not mean that fewer bad things happened before, but fortunately, that people tend to forget about them.
-- Ernesto Sabato -
The first time I passed through the country (Switzerland) I had the impression it was swept down with a broom from one end to the other every morning by housewives who dumped all the dirt in Italy.
-- Ernesto Sabato -
Just as the office worker dreams of murdering his hated boss and so is saved from really murdering him, so it is with the author; with his great dreams he helps his readers to survive, to avoid their worst intentions. And society, without realizing it respects and even exalts him, albeit with a kind of jealousy, fear and even repulsion, since few people want to discover the horrors that lurk in the depths of their souls. This is the highest mission of great literature, and there is no other.
-- Ernesto Sabato
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We are all made from star dust and we will all return to star dust, like a cosmic palindrome.
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country's Banner! Be every bar, and every star, Displayed in full and glorious manner! Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying! Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
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Once I even took the train to Utrecht, forty miles from Amsterdam, with my yellow star, this star which I still have. Why did I go? I just wanted to visit some friends. I was a little bit crazy, a little bit insane.
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Critic, relent!Your hope for repentanceWill meet with disapppointment.For this is the life,Not desert tents,Not camel's milk!
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The truly great rest in the knowledge of their own deserts, nor seek the conformation of the world.
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Let the desert wind cool your aching head. Let the weight of the world - drift away instead
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Run in circles, scream and shout,
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The future happens. No matter how much we scream.
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Was our life nothing more than a sequence of anonymous screams in a desert of indifferent stars?
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Your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry.
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