Poniatowska Elena Quotes & Sayings

I live to the rhythm of my country and I cannot remain on the sidelines. I want to be here. I want to be part of it. I want to be a witness. I want to walk arm in arm with it. I want to hear it more and more, to cradle it, to carry it like a medal on my chest. Activism is a constant element in my life, even though afterwards I anguish over not having written 'my own things.' Testimonial literature provides evidence of events that people would like to hide, denounces and therefore is political and part of a country in which everything remains to be done and documented. — Elena Poniatowska

Sadly, one of the few places where bumblebees generally won't settle is in the bumblebee nest boxes widely sold in garden centres. Whatever — Dave Goulson

Find a unique path and make a successful journey over there! This is the way to have a unique place in the history! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Statistics are like women; mirrors of purest virtue and truth, or like whores to use as one pleases. — Theodor Billroth

How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful. — Robert Burns

She can't even think anymore, she prefers to sing. — Elena Poniatowska

But she won't let him finish his scolding; she'll throw her arms of water around his neck; she will show him her necklaces of small, blue shells, so tender they resemble children's eyelids as they sleep, and of hard shells that look like the teeth of killer fish. Or she'll tell him that god has made nature not only to look upon but also so that we may live in her, and that each person has his own wave, and won't he please choose his. — Elena Poniatowska

One has to love unconditionally - the trees and the rocks and the sun and the moon and the people. — Rajneesh

I believe that everything is political, and as such it should concern all of us. Authors who claim they don't deal with politics in their work are being naive, because even that is a political stance. — Elena Poniatowska

But just as you become impregnated with someone, even after that someone is gone, that is how Lilus remained — Elena Poniatowska

It torments you to know you were misunderstood, to not have risked yourself, and to wait. — Elena Poniatowska

I suppose if I gave myself the chance I could be an alcoholic. — Sylvia Plath

Lilus shivers between two humid sheets. She doesn't know why she's sick. The illness surged without warning, traitorous, like a great wave of solitude. Health is an easily lost object:"But I had it in my hand, only a little while ago I saw it." That is how her illness was:"But only yesterday I was running on the stairway."
Lilus's illness wasn't a cold, nor the flu, nor a stomach ache. She tended to fall ill over something said to her. Upon hearing something unexpected, she became afraid. She wouldn't turn to anyone, nor did she want to be babied. Secretly she embraced her illness. She'd let herself be invaded by the feeling, and it would seem that the whole world penetrated her being. — Elena Poniatowska

Writers in Latin America live in a reality that is extraordinarily demanding. Surprisingly, our answer to these demands protects and develops our individuality. I feel I am not alone in trying to give their voice to those who don't have it. — Elena Poniatowska

There used to be two kinds of kisses: First when girls were kissed and deserted; second, when they were engaged. Now there's a third kind, where the man is kissed and deserted. If Mr. Jones of the nineties bragged he'd kissed a girl, everyone knew he was through with her. If Mr. Jones of 1919 brags the same, everyone knows it's because he can't kiss her any more. Given a decent start any girl can beat a man nowadays. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Medieval justice was a quaint thing. — Frederick Pollock

No horror on earth or elsewhere could equal watching your own offspring open his mouth and have nothing come out. — David Foster Wallace

I write in order to belong. — Elena Poniatowska

People say, 'What advice do you have for people who want to be writers?' I say, they don't really need advice, they know they want to be writers, and they're gonna do it. Those people who know that they really want to do this and are cut out for it, they know it. — R.L. Stine

Where do thoroughbreds go after they lose one too many races, throw one too many riders, or develop a limp? Many thousands of thoroughbreds end up being slaughtered for horse meat. The unpleasant truth is horse meat is eaten in Europe and Asia. — Jane Velez-Mitchell

They sent spies", Gramma went on, her voice a hush, "and they look like one man, but they can split into two, then four, and so on. I've seen it before. During the war. It's a Communist trick and they taught it to the Democrats so that they could take our guns. I would have fought them off, but they already made the shotgun disappear. — Barry Lyga