LET NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 12:46:00 +0000

La mariposa al cerrar las alas pellizca dulcemente el aire.
R.G. de la Serna

Talkin' about a revolution

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 22:13:00 +0000

Some people can just sing. They don't need make up. They don't need to appear semi-naked on stage. Not a huge band. Nor an impressive ballet behind them. They just make it with their voice. And I admire singers like THESE.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rZbvi6Tj6E

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 21:52:00 +0000

Hace pocas semanas, en el programa de rtve En noches como ésta, Juan Ramón Lucas entrevistaba al Premio Nobel de Literatura J. Saramago. No seré yo quien me interese por sus ideas políticas o religiosas especialmente, pero mucho por su literatura. Decía Saramago explícitamente "que no nos merecemos la vida". Que en algún momento de la Historia, quizá incluso de la Prehistoria, había varias opciones y tomamos la incorrecta. Tiene razón, vivimos en un mundo muy infeliz, un auténtico desastre. Todos los días nos levantamos y conseguimos olvidarlo. Hoy me declaro pesimista que no pierde la esperanza. Pero tengo miedo de que dejemos de preguntarnos adónde vamos.

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:23:00 +0000

Photo by Alper Tunç

Si quieres conocer a una persona,
sólo tienes que verla escoger.

Quiero que me escuches

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 10:09:00 +0000



Wer erzählt, gibt etwas von sich.
wer zuhört, erfährt etwas,
über andere, über die Welt,
auch über sich.
Um zu verstehen, muss man zuhören.

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:18:00 +0000

Mañana es el primer día del resto de mi vida.

...

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 14:08:00 +0000

Some days it is just hard to be away from home. Not because something bad has happened, but just because this feeling heats you hard. It is not that you miss your family and friends. It is already years that you and them got used to follow separate pathways. It is not that you miss your national food, your national weather... It is even not the reason that you miss your old bedroom.
It is just that some days you just feel you don't belong in here. But then you look at the sky, in a beautiful night like this, and you realize that one can see the same moon no matter where you are. And suddenly, this feeling of been a citizen of the world does come mysteriosly back to you.

A universal truth

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 14:02:00 +0000

Cuando el tiempo tiende a cero,
el rendimiento tiende a infinito.

Being a woman

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 15:29:00 +0000

If you are a girl...

Before you reach for the kohl eyeliner and play the Bangles' "Walk like an Egyptian", what do you know about Cleopatra beyong the bewitching eyes, pretty nose and that she bathed in asses' milk? Well, not only did she seduce two of the greatest Roman leaders, she was a powerful leader in her own right and remains one of the most iconic women in history. She is proof that you can have brains and beauty, and that it's only a man's world if you let it be.

Intelligent and feminine, femme fatale and pharaoh- Cleopatra had it all, and was doing it BC. The philosopher Cicero wrote, "Her character was utterly spellbinding". She always got what she wanted, and knew hot to mix business with pleasure. She was a feminist long before the title was even invented, juggled childcare and a career, and had a name that purred seduction.

Her ambition: to rule the world.
The result: eternal fame.

Camilla Morton

WATER

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 18:06:00 +0000

Some substances become mythical. They transcend their physical and chemical materiality and manifest themselves in our minds as symbols, as qualities. In the collective unconscious of a culture, their material constitution becomes secondary to their symbolic value. Gold, to the alchemists, was more than a metal - it was perfection, the goal of a spiritual quest. It is not enough to describe fire as a luminescing gas, and there is something vital and irrevocable about blood that makes it no mere colloidal suspension. In general, a scientific account of mythical substances is bound to disappoint.
With water, the need not be so. Even when we remove its symbolic trappings, its association with purity, with the soul, with the maternal and with life and youth, when we reduce it to a laboratory chemical or a geological phenomenon, water continues to fascinate. At first glance a simple molecule, water still offers up profound challenges to science.

Philip Ball, A Biography of Water

I recommend you to invest maybe just one minute of your time
today to think of how incredible WATER is.

Found somewhere in Salzburg

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 17:58:00 +0000

Man sollte die Chance nicht verpassen,
zu lieben was einem in den Weg kommt.
(Ilse Aichinger)

Und deswegen verpasse ich meine Chance nicht.

Read somewhere in Prague

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 10:32:00 +0000

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than
by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. (Mark Twain)

The truth is sometimes difficult

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 23:10:00 +0000

La gente olvidará lo que hiciste.
La gente olvidará lo que dijiste.
Pero nunca olvidará cómo los hiciste sentir...

:)

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 15:17:00 +0000

Lo bueno nunca acaba si hay algo que te lo recuerda...

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 17:39:00 +0000

Das Schicksal mischt die Karten, wir spielen.

(Arthur Schopenhauer)

Happy Birthday, G

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 09:48:00 +0000

Some people are just special from the moment they knock on your door.
And they will remain this way forever.

Let's start it over again

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Wed, 05 Aug 2009 08:41:00 +0000

A veces uno necesita irse para descubrir cuántos amigos le quedan...

Sabiduría en el aeropuerto de Dublín

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 22:32:00 +0000

The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious

if it were either, and modern literature a complete impossibility!

Oscar Wilde

The importance of Being Earnest, 1895

Some Austenisms

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 20:06:00 +0000

"I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them".

"Where so many hours have been spent in convincing myself that I am right,
is there not some reason to fear I may be wrong?".

"There are certainly not so many men of large fortune in the world
as there are pretty women to deserve them".

Jane Austen

Power

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 19:24:00 +0000

Lately, I have been thinking about power. Without any pejorative connotation. Only the concept of power itself. Even if we deny it, the search for power happens to play an important role in our lives. Many relationships are based on an exchange of power. What is so special about it? Is it growing so much related to the acquisition of power? And if not… what makes us feel so satisfied when we achieve it?

Money is power.

Beauty is power.

Language is power.

Knowledge is power.

Age is power.

What else?

And then I can’t help but wonder: Does the acquisition of power necessarily mean that we want to consider ourselves better than other people? Or can we just, or better said, should we just use our power to provide help to the others?

What did I do with my life?

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 22:50:00 +0000

Dice el gran Joaquín Sabina:

"Al lugar donde fuiste feliz no debieras intentar volver"...

Yo, por una vez, no voy a hacerle caso.

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 22:37:00 +0000

Odio a la gente egoísta.

Solas

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 16:15:00 +0000

This is just a reminder: in life, you are alone. No matter how many good or not so good friends you have, how beloved your parents are, how self-confident or successful you are, how deeply you are into someone or someone into you… It is only you who has to take tough decisions, who needs to administer your money, who feels sad without an apparent reason or who would like to disappear for a while… There are no mixed messages in life. Don’t be confused, don’t rely on apparently supportive signals. You are on your own. Just try to enjoy your loneliness.

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Thu, 28 May 2009 19:48:00 +0000

Somedays I wonder: What is the difference between a person who wakes up every morning knowing that he/she will never win the Nobel Prize (as he does not belong to any of the categories) and someone who wakes up everyday thinking that he/she is supposed to win the Nobel Prize but will never win it?

And the answer that I find is: None.

Song for Ana, by Deluxe

noreply@blogger.com (Anatexia) — Fri, 22 May 2009 11:37:00 +0000

It´s not worthwhile you share a tear,
you need more time
and then you´ll see
we are going to find our little place
and there you´ll make shine everything.
You just have to let things flow
and then you´ll see how good things come,
I´ll give you reasons to believe,
don´t you see you are not alone?
It takes a while before you realize
that everything you want to do is right
and finally you will make your dreams come true.

In days like today, one realizes that it is impossible to fight against time... He is always running in front of you. So the only thing to do is enjoy it.