spanish-writers

"The giraffe is a crane that eats grass. (p. 39)"

"The lillà are the bluse of spring percale. (p. 40)"

"The lion would give half his life for a comb. (p. 38)"

"The beard comes from the ancestors. It's always that of a great-grandmother. (p. 38)"

"The caffellatte is a soft drink mulatta. (p. 40)"

"The Geniuses are those who say a long time ago what will be said a long time later."

"The cat signs each of his thoughts with the tail."

"The unforgettable and eternal Naples, which sometimes takes on a mortal appearance and goes into ruin only to further enhance its survival, the imperishable enchantment, the inexhaustible voluptuousness that melts the heart with a melancholy and ardent pleasure , with a supreme "something" which is not the blue gulf, nor its transparent caves, nor its Don Juan-like volcano, nor its Pompeii, which laughs and lives in perpetual idyll in its ruins, but something so particular and so its own , which brings to life in the hidden trattoria the having and the sky, the angelic and the human, what has been and what will then be, and even more, the most poignant not wanting to die that I have ever known."

"Austere painting, Castile painting, concentration painting, painting full of interior light, where space exists for space's sake, as art exists for art's sake. [...] Velázquez is the index of the scale of Spain at the moment in which the scale rose higher and in its plates was the gold of the Golden Age. It is the perfect real and gold-bearing plastic equation."

"The greguerías have something of the riddle, avoid the appearance of the ful and should never be jokes or jokes, as much as it may seem. They don't have to look like anything that has already been said. They are not reflections nor do they have anything to do with them, since we must be wary of the reflections, which are like those snowballs that make the bad brats by hiding a stone in the snow. The greguería is not even aphoristic. The aphorism is emphatic and sententious. I don't practice it. (p. 11)"

"Hmorism + metaphor = greguería (p. 11)"

"Love arises from the sudden desire to make eternal what is fleeting. (p. 19)"

"If one knows himself too much, he stops saying goodbye. (p. 19)"

"The dream is a deposit of lost items. (p. 19)"

"In the telephone list we are all microscopic beings. (p. 20)"

"The melon is a piggy bank of sunsets. (p. 20)"

"The tram takes advantage of the curves to cry. (p. 21)"

"The rainbow is the ribbon that nature puts on after washing its head. (p. 22)"

"The lizard is the pin of the walls. (p. 22)"

"The dust is full of old and forgotten sneezing. (p. 23)"

"The pencil writes shadows of words. (p. 24)"

"Necklace of pearls: rosary of sin. (p. 24)"

"medicine offers to cure in a hundred years those who are dying now. (p. 25)"

"The greenhouses are model prisons for plants. (p. 25)"

"A second is a miniature century. (p. 25)"

"The comet is a star with loose hair. (p. 26)"

"The moon lays an egg in telescopes that watch it for a long time. (p. 27)"

"Venice is the place where violins sail. (p. 28)"

"Dun: A trunk rolls down the stairs of the sky. (p. 28)"

"The ruined Colosseum is like a broken cup of breakfast of the centuries. (p. 28)"

"Russing is to loudly absorb soup of dreams. (p. 29)"

"The ghianda are born with the egg holder. (p. 31)"

"The notes of the pentagram seems to go to the funeral. (p. 31)"

"Guitar: woman with four hips. (p. 31)"

"The first rattle and the last sprinkler are too similar. (p. 31)"

"The olive is the mirror of the dawn. (p. 32)"

"If boredom could be exploited, we would have the most powerful source of energy. (p. 32)"

"The candele dripping cameoes. (p. 32)"

"The rainbow is the scarf of the sky. (p. 33)"

"The vongole are the nacchere of the sea. (p. 33)"

"Water has no memory, which is why it is so clear. (p. 34)"

"Bar poor: one olive and many snacks. (p. 34)"

"The moon is a cat's eye; the great guercio cat of the night. (p. 34)"

"Give me a friendship and I will lift the world up to you. (p. 34)"

"What bothers a chest the most is to cut a lemon. (p. 34)"

"The ant is a cramp of the earth. (p. 36)"

"The proud say "vertebral column" and the modest "backbone". (p. 36)"

"The pipa does not burn: so if humanity made the houses with pipe wood the firefighters would be useless. (pp. 36-37)"

"In the aceto there is all the bad mood of the wine. (p. 38)"

"The teaspoon awakens the sleeping coffee that we had forgotten to take. (p. 40)"