Author of quotes: Ramon Gomez De La Serna. Page 1

Many couples who look like they met on the marriage announcement.

At the behest of the sunset we dive into the alley, which has long wanted to dive into the narrow passage between blank walls, the sad, like a channel, where floats the sky, with all its good light. On the shores of it, like children selling each other rocks and every little thing, sit the traders poorer, leaning against the walls, replacing the easy chair. Junkman old guard, hanging on nails hammered into the stone wall.

I turned away then, looking at them, I remembered orthopedic devices worn by children with a weak spine - perforated aluminum stanchions holding struck fear child's soul, whose faith fades away and can no longer stand without help. I imagined that this is not the wings, and a short pair of crutches or some sort of apparatus that directs us to the right place and, like fin that helps at least at the beginning not to drown in the sea of life.
However, it was necessary to overcome the unpleasant thought of dirty shoulders must be dead child and hang the wings in his office.
But people always think that they will meet again something that occurs only once in the collapse of the Rastro. How many do not learn, do not learn!

The funniest and the saddest thing is here - shop with old shoes. In old shoes there is something unbearably, heartbreakingly human, all too human, lawless, corrupting. Invulnerable Achilles and important priest can affect not only the heel - vulnerable all boots, all shoes. Ideal, the greatness of eternity inherent in a death, everything human and everything divine comes down in the end to spontaneous Shoe... How wordly sorrow old shoes, foreseeing the final judgment, where at the head of the sitting - mocking and lax deity! What a wonderful teaching what lesson, superior to book lessons we absorbed, looking at your old shoes in the pile which each Shoe sullen and lonely, like a hamlet!

Under the tent, behind a pile of shoes piled up on the ground, as in the window, bald and ragged old woman with empty eyes and two swollen, purple man, standing on his knees and bent low, tearing apart old shoes and burn quite so useless lumps, which knocks smelly, as in the crematorium, the smoke. Nothing worse than not even see the slaughter. Like tearing the mouth of the toad, they tear the soles, like gutting someone, tear off with pliers the toe and heel. If the sole is very much hard, ruthlessly allowed a knife and axe that stupid knock on the deck split wide, as if in a butcher shop. The strength to look how cut up the poor shoes, yet friendly and lively, especially the gate from the soul when you look in the pile of stuff with contempt throw aside, then to burn.

A baby with a pacifier looks at the man with a pipe as an older friend.

The pharaohs were advertising themselves with the help of pyramids.

Why girls painted like old women, and old women as girls?

And small troubles can mess with, if not larger.

The turtle is in no hurry, and therefore live long.

The most important thing in your life that you're not dead.

On the vest 4 pockets - all empty hopes.

Lift: prison for a period of 1.5 minutes.

To think is easy. Is difficult to write.