This call for a new culture is not a new idea.
I like being in new places and seeing new sights.
New Rule: If you're one of the one-in-three married women who say your pet is a better listener than your husband, you talk too much. And I have some bad news for you: Your dog's not listening, either; he's waiting for food to fall out of your mouth.
la culpa era de su ceguera de progenitor, la misma, (...) que nos impide ver que nuestros hijos, al fin y al cabo, son tan buenos o tan malos como los demás
Edward Gibbon, in his classic work on the fall of the Roman Empire, describes the Roman era's declension as a place where "bizarreness masqueraded as creativity.
Era obvio que no se iba a quedar, y si de pura suerte se quedaba iba a acabar odiándome. Te digo que los tipos decentes no me van. Les traigo mala suerte.
Human history is one prolonged and painful limping. We invariably step with one foot on the rock of justice, and with the other, we sink into the mire of deceit and self-delusion.
Era forte, ma lento. Pensava con lentezza, parlava con lentezza e camminava con lentezza, ma ogni pensiero, ogni parola e ogni passo lasciavano un segno
Airline glamour never promised anything as mundane as elbow room, much less a flat bed, a massage, or an arugula salad. It promised a better world. Service and dress reflected the more formal era, but no one expected air travel to be comfortable. It ...
I have for some time urged that a nuclear abolition summit to mark the effective end of the nuclear era be convened in Hiroshima and Nagasaki on the 70th anniversary of the bombings of those cities, with the participation of national leaders and repr...
Mass production keeps the world divided between consumer and producer. Demassification of production may hasten the speed towards an era of prosumers.
In an era when man can no longer dash out of his cave and slay a mammoth, he simply slips on his Lycra and goes for a run.
The young are often savvy in the cultural world but not so much the intellectual; the old the intellectual but not so much the cultural. But I tell you those who do the most damage during an era are very much aware of both.
Da una parte il cielo era tutto schiarito, e vi brillavano certe stellucce umide, sperdute nella sua grandezza, come in una sconfinata parete di metallo, da dove, sulla terra, venisse a cadere qualche misero soffio di vento.
Era d'altronde uno di quegli uomini che amano assistere alla propria vita, ritenendo impropria qualsiasi ambizione a viverla. Si sarà notato che essi osservano il loro destino nel modo in cui, i più, sono soliti osservare una giornata di pioggia.
Lo malo era que en el mundo real no tenía opción a más vidas. Tienes una y va que chuta. Si la perdía, se acababa el juego.
Hace más de mil años, en oriente se escribía que “Antes el Sufismo era una realidad sin nombre: ahora es un nombre sin una realidad”.
Habían vivido juntos lo bastante para darse cuenta de que el amor era el amor en cualquier tiempo y en cualquier parte, pero tanto más denso cuanto más cerca de la muerte.
Como siempre, la consideración de su muerte lo serenaba tanto como lo turbaba la muerte de los demás. Tal vez porque, a fin de cuentas, su muerte era el final del mundo.
I mean, my age is just a number. So what if you were born in the era when they still used rotary phones and cassette tapes? I think it’s cute.
In an era of stress and anxiety, when the present seems unstable and the future unlikely, the natural response is to retreat and withdraw from reality, taking recourse either in fantasies of the future or in modified visions of a half-imagines past
