Eduardo Galeano
Eduardo Galeano
Eduardo Hughes Galeanowas an Uruguayan journalist, writer and novelist considered, among other things, "global soccer's pre-eminent man of letters" and "a literary giant of the Latin American left"...
NationalityUruguayan
ProfessionMemoirist
Date of Birth3 September 1940
CityMontevideo, Uruguay
CountryUruguay
running writing adventure
Writing is a marvelous adventure and very labor-intensive: those words run away and try to escape. They are very difficult to capture.
writing annoyed betrayed
I would recognise myself in each of his translations and he would feel betrayed and annoyed whenever I didn't write something the way he would have. A part of me died with him, a part of him lives with me.
media giving long
To narrate is to give oneself: it seems obvious that literature, as an effort to communicate fully, will continue to be blocked so long as misery and illiteracy exist, and so long as the possessors of power continue to carry on with impunity their policy of collective imbecilization through the mass media.
sea flames people
The world is a heap of people, a sea of tiny flames.
reality destiny answers
Indignation must always be the answer to indignity. Reality is not destiny.
top-down challenges charity
Unlike solidarity, which is horizontal and takes place between equals, charity is top-down, humiliating those who receive it and never challenging the implicit power relations.
rights air knives
Human rights pale beside the rights of machines. In more and more cities, especially in the great metropolises of the South, people have been banned. Automobiles usurp human space, poison the air, and frequently murder the interlopers who invade their conquered territory -and no one lifts a finger to stop them. Is there a difference between violence that kills by car and that which kills by knife or bullet?" (p.231)
art stories cafes
I remember that - you know, I didnt receive a formal education. I was educated in the Montevideo cafe, in the cafes of Montevideo. There, I received my first lessons in the art of telling stories, storytelling.
book laughing ears
When a book is alive, really alive, you feel it. You put it to your ear here, and you feel it breathe, sometimes laugh, sometimes cry, just like a person, a little person.
devil clear feels
There are some writers who feel they are elected by God. I am not. I am elected by the devil - this is clear.
soccer team party
In his life, a man can change wives, political parties or religions but he cannot change his favourite soccer team.
forgiven deserve
Because every single one of us has something to say to the others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others
ignorance knowledge school
Schools teach ignorance.
victory gold empires
Our defeat was always implicit in the victory of others; our wealth has always generated our poverty by nourishing the prosperity of others - the empires and their native overseers. In the colonial and neocolonial alchemy, gold changes into scrap metal and food into poison.