Carlos Ruiz
Carlos Ruiz
Carlos Humberto Ruiz Gutiérrez, initially nicknamed El Pescaditobut gradually known as just Pescado or "Fish", is a Guatemalan footballer who plays for Municipal of Guatemala...
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth22 January 1979
CityDavid, Panama
Carlos Ruiz quotes about
loneliness going-away
Over time, loneliness gets inside you and doesn't go away.
army four-horsemen-of-the-apocalypse wind
Army, Marriage, the Church, and Baking: the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse. Fermin Romero de Torres - The Shadow of the Wind.
art hate
To truly hate is an art one learns with time.
angel writing wind
I knew when I was writing The Angel's Game that a lot of people would be upset that I didn't write Shadow Of The Wind 2. That's okay, that's part of the game. You do what you have to do. If they like it, great. If they don't, too bad. What are you going to do?
silence soul needs
How many lost souls do You need, Lord, to satisfy Your hunger? the hatter asked. God, in His infinite silence, looked at him without blinking.
book two enough
There are two things that I cannot live without: music and books. Caffeine isn't dignified enough to qualify.
men smell hot
Men are like chestnuts they sell in the street: they're all hot and they all smell good when you buy them, but when you take them out of the paper cone you realise that most of them are rotten inside.
years care happens
I don't care what happens in 100 years. I won't be around.
lying reality air
Life had taught her that we all require big and small lies in order to survive, just as much as we need air. She used to say that if during one single day, from dawn to dusk, we could see the naked reality of the world, and of ourselves, we would either take our own lives or lose our minds.
mind tickets needs
The greatest multiplex in the universe is inside your mind, and the only ticket you need is a good, well-written novel.
dark men thinking
I see cities as organisms, as living creatures. To me Madrid is a man and Barcelona is a woman. And it's a woman who's extremely vain. One of the great Catalan poets, Joan Maragall, wrote this famous poem in which he called Barcelona the great enchantress, or some kind of sorceress, and in which the city has this dark enticing presence that seduces and lures people. I think Barcelona has a lot of that.
hope soul faster
Once you lost all hope, time began to go faster and the senseless days deadened your soul.
good-friend light cockroaches
A good friend once told me that the problems are like cockroaches. If drawn to light, they'll get scared.
trust never-trust
Never trust he who trusts everyone.