Aztec Gary Jennings Quotes

Of all that I have possessed in my life, my memories are the only things remaining to me. Indeed, I believe that memories are the only real treasure any human can hope to hold always.

Amor y tiempo son las únicas dos cosas en el mundo que no se pueden comprar, sólo gastar

En la tarde de ese día, en medio del tumulto causado por la tormenta, en una pequeña casa en la isla de Xaltocan, nací de mi madre para empezar a morir.

Los dioses han arreglado que por un tiempo estemos separados, para que nunca más lo estemos.

Pienso que te he amado siempre... pero no hablemos de lo pasado. Solamente te digo que te amo hoy y que te amaré mañana. Porque el pasado se ha ido. Los hoy y los mañanas serán todos los días que podrán ser. Y en cada uno de estos días te diré, te amo.

Mis señores, yo no estoy hecho de piedra. Sólo soy un hombre y un hombre es el más frágil de los monumentos

Love and time, those are the only two things in all the world and all of life that cannot be bought, but only spent.

¿Perdonar? Nunca perdonéis, pero fingid que perdonáis. Decid amistosamente que perdonáis. Convenced de que habéis perdonado. Así devastador es el efecto cuando al final os lanzáis y buscáis la garganta.

People are not plants. They are not fixed to any roots or dependent on them. People are mobile and free to move far from their beginnings—far away, if that satisfies them—far upward, if they have the ambition and ability.

As we believed in those days, a hero slain in the service of a mighty lord or sacrificed in homage to a high god was assured of a life everlasting in the most resplendent of afterworlds, where he would be rewarded and regaled with bliss throughout eternity. And now Christianity tells us that we all may hope for an afterlife in a similarly splendid Heaven. But consider. Even the most heroic of heroes dying in the most honorable cause, even the most devout Christian martyr dying in the certainty of reaching Heaven, he will never again know the caress of this world's moonlight dappling his face as he walks beneath this world's rustling cypress trees. A trifling pleasure--so small, so simple, so ordinary--but never to be known again.

leaning over me with the traditional greeting, “You have come to suffer. Suffer and endure.” If children were born able to understand such a salutation, they would all squirm back into the womb, dwindle back into the seed. No doubt we did come into this world to suffer, to endure; what human being ever did not?

Mixtli a Ce-Malinali:

Tu haras que ese nombre sea vil, sucio y despreciable y toda la gente al decirlo escupira en el! - Mixtli a Ce-Malinali

Once, when nothing was but night, they gathered, in a time forgotten— all the gods of greatest might— to plan the dawn of day and light. Here … at Teotihuácan.

From your expressions, reverend scribes, I take it that you do not comprehend the meaning of the ueyquin ayquic, “the age of never.” No, no, my lords, it does not signify an age of any specific number of years. It comes early to some people, later to others. Considering that I was then forty and five years old, well into my middle years, I had eluded its clutch for longer than most men. The ueyquin ayquic is the age when a man begins to mutter to himself, “Ayya, the hills never seemed so steep before …” or “Ayya, my back never used to give me these twinges of pain …” or “Ayya, I never found a gray hair in my head before now….

I have come to believe that the long-dead were no wiser than we, even when they were alive, and their being dead has added no luster to their wisdom.

Citlaltépetl is as old as the world, but to this day, no man, native or Spaniard, has yet climbed all the way to the top of it. If anyone ever did, the passing stars would probably scrape him off his perch.

this: You tell me then that I must perish like the flowers that I cherish. Nothing remaining of my name, nothing remembered of my fame? But the gardens I planted still are young— the songs I sang will still be sung!

Of all that I have possessed in my life, my memories are the only things remaining to me. Indeed, I believe that that memories are the only real treasure any human can hope to hold always.” - Mixtli (Aztec)

Of all that I have possessed in my life, my memories are the only things remaining to me. Indeed, I believe that memories are the only real treasure any human can hope to hold always.” - Mixtli (Aztec)

There is coming a storm of fire and blood, Mixtli.

Yes, at your age, many possible lives await. Go whichever way you choose. Go alone or in company. The companions may walk with you a long way or a little. But at the end of your life, no matter how crowded were its roads and its days, you will have learned what all must learn. And that will be too late for any starting over, too late for anything but regret. So learn it now. No man has ever yet lived out any life but one, and that one his chosen own, and most of that alone.

Even the humblest can serve.