Frases de José Baroja

“… Ele percebe os dois muito mais “caninos” do que antes, digamos, com mais coração, como se um pouco do seu jeito de ser tivesse passado para eles; e eles já eram bons humanos.”

“Depois daquele “amém”, Evaristo descobriu as faces de aprovação e medo de seu público, então sabia que já as tinha em mãos.”

“O medo reaparece todos os dias, enquanto toma banho, enquanto assiste televisão, mesmo quando apenas toma café.”

“Acho que a literatura deveria sacudir, e não se submeter ao governo da época.”

“Juan e Perro no fundo sabem que esses ruídos persistirão enquanto houver injustiça nesta terra investida por aquele pequeno deus dominical que alguns têm.”

“Em breve os acidentes, os apagões, as hipotermias, as exigências de iluminação pública e muitos delitos esconderão os desaparecimentos, as conspirações, as mortes, a violência doméstica, as corrupções e um longo etc.”

“…com o tempo ele perceberia que quanto mais alto ele estava, menos perigo corria e mais controlava a multidão sempre pronta.”

“Why walk with half measures, animals know much more than people, above all because they feel more freely than most of these and, therefore, as Kafka says, they are possessors of all the knowledge about this life. They are just too humble to show it off.”

“It is often said that children do not read. Well, I'd say that if adults don't start reading, it's not fair to accuse little ones of not reading. They must see us with a book in our hands.”

“For a writer, life must be the focus that death illuminates daily.”

“…over time he would realize that the higher he was, the less danger he was in and the more he controlled the ever-ready mass.”

“Mexico is a beautiful country in its tremendous contradictions.”

“It's cold, it's always cold in the sanatorium; which leads me to speculate that, maybe, and just maybe, it's not a simple coincidence.”

“When Agatha already felt like she was dying, for a second she thought about turning him into a eunuch for life, in self-defense, she would argue.”

“Among those corporeal glances, in the midst of those libidinous flirtations and those wild impulses, there were no doubts or excess verses, not even a bad song…”

“The result does not matter: politicians never lose.”

“In the end, the two failed Chilean constituent processes were a marketing exercise to legitimize the constitution of the Dictatorship.”

“Literature is the emotional biography of a human being who has dared to write it.”

“God? Christ. The Virgin. This Guadalajara is so rich in cathedrals, so rich in appearances, that I am sure that these are the true foundations of the city and its misfortune: the rain washes away the sin of this world…”

“If there is such a thing as the eternal return that Nietzsche proposed, I hope to do what is necessary to make it worth repeating every day to infinity.”

“That's the writer's game: everything is about us.”

“…the walls of his house were full of images of a happy past, which in his mind seemed like a constant outside of time.”

“Surrendering to state or private financing is bullshit.”

“I think that a literary work should not be a piece of spit thrown onto the road.”

“She kept saying “I love you,” every time they finished, every time he lost himself inside her, every time they reached that amazing ecstasy of two bodies that already know each other; But, deep down, she, little by little, had begun to doubt that “eternal love,” that verb so easy to conjugate.”

“Surrendering to state or private financing is bullshit.”

“…Who better than a Latin American to write about dirty tricks and other stories.”

“Conditioned like sheep in a flock, they have only managed to say “beee”, which translated into martial language would be “Yes, sir.””

“That work pride, that ridiculous work pride has put an end to his illusions, with those few illusions that he still had since at school they promised him a magnificent future just for entering university.”

“Soon the crashes, the blackouts, the hypothermias, the demands for public lighting and a lot of misdeeds will hide the disappearances, the plots, the deaths, the domestic violence, the corruptions and a long etcetera…”

“No, they never expected or sensed the wishes of that omniscient narrator who, at times, wondered, accompanied by a glass of cabernet, about how his story should be constructed, how this story should develop.”

“Then, Evaristo felt in his hands the exercise of the power that Foucault spoke so much about, and he felt it like someone who discovers fear in his fellow men.”

“Waking up, at forty years old, had become somewhat difficult, not only that morning, but since he was thirty.”

“That apartment was everything those two lovers needed, locked up by their own will in a space and time, paradoxically, of absolute freedom.”

“For the reader, perhaps, this situation will be sadly familiar: witnessing, discovering in these lines, how in a matter of years, what was an eternal oath, had become something so fragile, so disposable, so insignificant.”

“…the literary feeds on that fragility of life.”