Each day has a story to - deserves to be told, because we are made of stories. I mean, scientists say that human beings are made of atoms, but a little bird told me that we are also made of stories. Eduardo Galeano atombeingbird Change image and share on social
So many stories, and to choose which ones to tell and how to tell them. The words, they will tap me on the shoulder and they will speak to me: 'Tell me! Tell me!' The stories choose me. Eduardo Galeano chooseshoulderspeak Change image and share on social
The manager believes soccer is a science and the field a laboratory, but the genius of Einstein and the subtlety of Freud is not enough for the owners and the fans. They want a miracle worker like Our Lady of Lourdes, with the stamina of Gandhi. Eduardo Galeano believeeinsteinfan share on social
In 1492, the natives discovered they were Indians; they discovered they lived in America. Eduardo Galeano americadiscoverindian Change image and share on social
My language is a feel-thinking language, feeling and thinking at once, that is why it is a celebration of life, and at once it is a denunciation of everything that is not allowed in life to be real life, it's plenitude. Eduardo Galeano allowcelebrationdenunciation share on social
There is a tradition that sees journalism as the dark side of literature, with book writing at its zenith. I don't agree. I think that all written work constitutes literature, even graffiti. Eduardo Galeano agreebookconstitute Change image and share on social
There are some writers who feel they are elected by God. I am not. I am elected by the devil - this is clear. Eduardo Galeano cleardevilelect Change image and share on social
Every two weeks, a language dies. The world is diminished when it loses its human sayings, just as when it loses its diversity of plants and beasts. Eduardo Galeano beastdiminishdiversity Change image and share on social
The walls are the publishers of the poor. Eduardo Galeano poorpublisherwall Change image and share on social
This work is a torture on the rump but a joy to the heart. Eduardo Galeano heartjoyrump Change image and share on social
