With the passage of time, as well as the social evolution and genetic exchange, we ended up putting our conscience in the color of our blood and the salt of our tears.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on how our identities are shaped by time, society, and shared experiences, symbolized by blood and tears.
Jose Saramago's quote emphasizes the profound impact of time and social evolution on human consciousness. He suggests that our awareness and understanding of ourselves are intertwined with our shared human experiences, represented metaphorically through the 'color of our blood' and the 'salt of our tears.' This implies that both our biological heritage and the emotional weight of our collective experiences shape who we are, highlighting the interconnectedness of humanity.
In practice
In a speech about multiculturalism, one could use this quote to emphasize the importance of shared human experiences.
Why did we become blind, I don't know, perhaps one day we'll find out, Do you want me to tell you what I think, Yes, do, I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.
I can't imagine myself outside any kind of social or political involvement. Yes, I'm a writer, but I live in this world, and my writing doesn't exist on a separate level. And if people know who I am and read my books, well, good; that way, if I have something more to say, then everyone benefits.
...you have to leave the island in order to see the island, that we can't see ourselves unless we become free of ourselves, Unless we escape from ourselves you mean, No, that's not the same thing.
Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.
En ningún momento de la historia, en ningún lugar del planeta, las religiones han servido para que los seres humanos se acerquen unos a los otros. Por el contrario, sólo han servido para separar, para quemar, para torturar. No creo en dios, no lo necesito y además soy buena persona.
Every second that passes is like a door that opens to allow in what has not yet happened, what we call the future, but, to challenge the contradictory nature of what we have just said, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the future is just an immense void, that the future is just the time on which the eternal present feeds.
Women must write through their bodies, they must invent the impregnable language that will wreck partitions, classes, and rhetorics, regulations and codes, they must submerge, cut through, get beyond the ultimate reverse-discourse, including the one that laughs at the very idea of pronouncing the word "silence"...In one another we will never be lacking.
Crimes lead into one another. They who are capable of being forgers, are capable of being incendiaries.
Leisure is not synonymous with time. Nor is it a noun. Leisure is a verb. I leisure. You leisure.
The hypocrite, certainly, is a secret atheist; for if he did believe there was a God, he durst not be so bold as to deceive Him to His face.
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
things which in my mind blossom will stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear capable of fragility and indecision
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