Because to write, one must truly suffer.
There you'll find the place I love most in the world. The place where I grew thin from dreaming. My village, rising from the plain. Shaded with trees… - Juan Rulfo
There you'll find the place I love most in the world. The place where I grew thin from dreaming. My village, rising from the plain. Shaded with trees…
- Juan Rulfo
Every author that creates is a liar;literature is a lie,but from that lie, a recreation of reality is born. Therefore, recreating reality is one of t… - Juan Rulfo
Every author that creates is a liar;literature is a lie,but from that lie, a recreation of reality is born. Therefore, recreating reality is one of t…
No one knows better than I do how far heaven is, but I also know all the shortcuts. The secret is to die, when you want to, and not when He proposes.… - Juan Rulfo
No one knows better than I do how far heaven is, but I also know all the shortcuts. The secret is to die, when you want to, and not when He proposes.…
Nothing can last forever. There isn't any memory, no matter how intense, that doesn't fade out at last. - Juan Rulfo
Nothing can last forever. There isn't any memory, no matter how intense, that doesn't fade out at last.
There was no air; only the dead, still night fired by the dog days of August. Not a breath. I had to suck in the same air I exhaled, cupping it in my… - Juan Rulfo
There was no air; only the dead, still night fired by the dog days of August. Not a breath. I had to suck in the same air I exhaled, cupping it in my…
I am talking about misery and all of its implications. - Juan Rulfo
I am talking about misery and all of its implications.
Because to write, one must truly suffer. - Juan Rulfo
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