Archivos mensuales: agosto 2012

Contar

La gente relata sin cesar y narra sin darse ni siquiera cuenta de lo que está haciendo, de los incontrolables mecanismos de insidia, equívoco y caos que pone en marcha y que pueden resultar funestos, habla sin parar de los otros y de sí misma, y también de los otros al hablar de sí misma […]

Hablar por no callar

Se dice si va sola qué desgraciada es. Se dice qué coqueta si con un hombre va. Si ven a dos mujeres también se dice que el mundo está al revés. La cosa es murmurar. Eres muy buena si con arte sabes fingir. Y eres muy mala si no sabes disimular. Y con la verdad […]

A guide to recognizing your saints

Dito: In the end – just like I said – I left everything, and everyone. But no one, no one has ever left me.

I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And […]

Changing your mind

I think if we didn’t contradict ourselves, it would be awfully boring. It would be tedious to be alive. Changing your mind is probably one of the most beautiful things people can do. And I’ve changed my mind about a lot of things over the years. Más aquí.

Cosas de familia

Was it all true? Yes. Yes, he had sworn in front of the children. Yes, he had forgotten to pick Em up from her after-school dance class and left her to cry in the rain. Yes, he’d had a public argument with Joe’s football coach and another dad had pulled him away. Yes, he’d come […]

Apuntes sobre la intolerancia.

Today as yesterday, endlessly rocking, ever bringing the same human passions, the same joys and sorrows. Seeing youth drawn to youth, Miss Jenkins realizes the bitter fact that she is no longer a part of the younger world. Y a partir de ahí, la marimorena…

the heaven that leads men to this hell

SONNET 129 Th’expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame, Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust, Enjoy’d no sooner but despised straight, Past reason hunted, and no sooner had Past reason hated, as a swallow’d bait On purpose laid […]

Ficción

And I mean that—everything is fiction. When you tell yourself the story of your life, the story of your day, you edit and rewrite and weave a narrative out of a collection of random experiences and events. Your conversations are fiction. Your friends and loved ones—they are characters you have created. And your arguments with […]

El conocimiento adquirido

Pues lo cierto es que el lector normal, aunque no conozca a los personajes de la noticia, creerá, aceptará, dará por descontado que un novio ha desnudado a su novia por considerar que su atuendo era demasiado osado. Seguramente no le importará en absoluto la identidad de ese novio, pero dará por supuestas su existencia […]