Gonzalez Quotes

what is the difference between being an independent person and being a person who is accepting of loneliness

everything anyone has ever felt is a variation of 'sad' or 'happy' or 'angry' everyone feels the same things over and over again

Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose and that's why I made works of art.

it hurt us both when i held you from behind because I couldn't change the weather with my arms

What are you doing extra? That's what counts. That's when you're working hard - when you're going above and over what's expected of you" (102). - Tony Gonzalez, "The Giant Within

in the space between our bodies there is a cup holder filled with pennies a distance which can often take years to cross

What I lack in skill and motivation I make up for in delusions of grandeur.

Poor is the man whom is not content with what he has.

Poverty is not a circumstance, it's an attitude.

It’s funny how fast life can go by without realizing those special memories remain frozen in time like portraits on a wall.

When Gonzalez and Canley were close enough to the machine gun they called for suppressing fire and then stood and hurled grenades. At the blast, they charged, firing their rifles on automatic, silencing the gun.

Na-realize ko na ang goal ay hindi maging #1, ang goal ay maging "the best version of yourself.

Whatever is going on inside your head has everything to do with how well you end up performing.

What are you doing extra? That's what counts. That's when you're working hard - when you're going above and over what's expected of you" (102) - Tony Gonzalez, "The Giant Within

if I were two inches tall I would sit on your shoulder all day and nurture a relationship with your earlobe my hands would be too small to effectively touch you I would create empty space using the tip of my tongue and feel afraid of every bone in my body especially my sit bones

Unlike my dead lover, I refuse to/ choose the day I shock the world. There's no/ mystery left in suicide. The challenge is, my love,/ to keep yourself awake/ despite the sleeping pill doses of sickness and/ despair.

Different is not always a good thing.

if you want to be understood ...Listen.

I don’t actually enjoy parties or relationships, I just like the idea that I could maybe be in either of those things

Go forth and do what I will not be able to do. Live life. Enjoy life. And more importantly, appreciate the beauty in life. Do this for me. ​— ​SURVIVOR BY J. F. GONZALEZ

There's no obvious reason to assume that the very same rare properties that allow for our existence would also provide the best overall setting to make discoveries about the world around us. We don't think this is merely coincidental. It cries out for another explanation, an explanation that... points to purpose and intelligent design in the cosmos.

When there is nothing left to give somone in need, we give them what we do have. We give them Divine Love, faith, and friendship. This is always enough to see anyone through anything. This, my friends, is how we save the world. (pg.99 of A Journey In to Divine Love)

What's a kiss? The sound loneliness makes when it dies.

Destiny is not a matter of fate, it is a matter of choice, and we have some choices to be made here.

A champion always prepares to win.

I picked up a book on wilderness survival by Laurence Gonzalez and found in it this telling sentence: "The plan, a memory of the future, tries on reality to see if it fits." His point is that when the two seem incompatible, we often hang onto the plan, ignore the warnings reality offers us and plunge into trouble. Afraid of the darkness of the unknown, the spaces in which we see only dimly, we often choose the darkness of closed eyes, of obliviousness. (Woolf's Darkness)

[P]art of being who you are has to do with feeling your feelings, which means you'll have a wide range of emotions--not just constant sunshiny happiness.

I made friends easily, probably because I was spontaneous and average, which didn't intimidate people. It's the quiet ones kids are unsure about.

Divine Love is the key to all of existence. Without it, nothing can survive. Every one of us is only seeking one thing. Though it is called by many names (God, Alpha and Omega, Allah, etc..) it's ultimate name is Divine Love.

You must choose to control anger through a decision.  For if you lose control to anger—then the anger will surely control you.

Kindness is its own reward,” she said, “but cruelty is a self-inflicted wound.

Death had been the process of splitting apart, and so life must be the process of being made whole.

How inadequate was love when it couldn’t stop suffering?

It was war times, and you had to take a side: good or bad. There was no middle ground

A veces las cosas ocurren de forma insospechada y no siempre se puede decidir con antelación, se viven o se dejan pasar.

Superstitions were a trap waiting to swallow the searching and the sick.

The whole facade of polite society was built to hide the fact that underneath we’re a sweaty mass of lust and jealousy and greed.

Quizás como sociedad hemos de empezar a darle algo más de valor al sano aburrimiento, generador de pensamiento reflexivo y creatividad

Christianity is a lifestyle, not a set of rules for judging others.

The angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone. george eliot

I like you more and more by the day. You might be my dream girl, Gonzalez.

Mr. Gonzalez watched Mr. Zalatimo probing his long index finger high into one of his nostrils. What would this one do? His feet tingled with fear.

If you always find within, you will never feel without. Open your mind to what you feel is true, or else someone will open your mind for you, to what they want you to know is true.

I stayed in bed for over an hour looked at things on my phone I felt slightly anxious about nothing particular I walked downstairs and poured coffee into a jar I asked a person on the internet if I should take drugs I took drugs before the person had time to respond I feel alienated by people who express concern about me without defining their concern in terms of a specific solution or goal I dont feel comforted by the idea of an afterlife I dont want to continue experiencing things after I die I want someone to pull my hair because I like the idea of someone controlling my head without touching my head what is the difference between being an independent person and being a person who is accepting of loneliness?

His point is that when the two seem incompatible we often hang onto the plan, ignore the warnings reality offers us, and so plunge into trouble. Afraid of the darkness of the unknown, the spaces in which we see only dimly, we often choose the darkness of closed eyes, of obliviousness. Gonzalez adds, “Researchers point out that people tend to take any information as confirmation of their mental models. We are by nature optimists, if optimism means that we believe we see the world as it is. And under the influence of a plan, it’s easy to see what we want to see.” It’s the job of writers and explorers to see more, to travel light when it comes to preconception,

Mr. Gonzalez was careful, and for careful people, life has the tendency to take on the character of an almost arid plain, with only here and there, at wide intervals, the solitary palm tree and its shadow and the spring alongside it.

I realized that the cuts I had made, they left scars that might never go away. It means alot to me. To know that there will always be something there. Im in love with my scars, they wont ever leave me like everything and everyone else.

Mine is a perplexing relationship with Truth. I desire about Truth, I ponder about it and I seek it. in fact, I have felt in the past that Truth likes to seek me out, too. But I lack the proclivity to apply Truth where it truly matters… And sometimes, I parade like Truth is at my whim to be bent.

Where are we going? We're going to try and fulfill Dr. Martin Luther King's dream, and if we Mexican Americans march to Washington, it is to tell this country that poverty is not a Negro problem. Poverty is a Mexican-American problem; poverty is an American-Indian problem; poverty is a Puerto Rican problem; poverty is an Appalachian problem.

O niilismo conceitual, vazio e elegante, o impressionismo magnético, o apelo sinestésico, o malabarismo estetizante ou simplesmente oco: tudo isto não é filosofia.

If you love something, and are determined, do it. If it's something you hate, why bother with it in the first place?

god made our body and the devil made our face

We all make mistakes, but that doesn't have to define us. People make mistakes, but people are not mistakes.

No day passed that did not present an opportunity to become obsessed with a new area of concern.

You will pay on earth for everything you've done, even to the last laugh.

If you had a good day DAMN I must have missed it

Eyes without sight can still have vision

El único pasado que debes analizar y entender a la perfección, es el tuyo

Eran tiempos de guerra y tenías que tomar un bando: malo o bueno. No había puntos intermedios

I'm Norwegian and our ghosts don't care about nookie, just raiding, blood feuds, and herring recipes.

Mi vida siempre será definida por ese libro. No importa si he cambiado o no, para el mundo siempre seré Dorian Gray.

Night was swiftly approaching, but darkness would soon be a specter of the past

A positive attitude never works against you.  But a negative attitude will always find a way to work against you.

Antonio tied a bandana around his head. He would give the world only half a face, show only what would not terrify, and this, he told himself, was how everyone else lived anyway.

Old things don't pass away. Everything comes back around. Our punishment is that we're always moving forward, but always in a circle.

Prácticamente todos los sistemas del organismo se ven afectados por los nudos emocionales que se derivan de sistemas poco saludables de regulación.

Continuum was a magazine that denied the existence of HIV/AIDS. It stopped publication in 2001 after all its editorial staff died of AIDS.

There are a great many things that shouldn't be. Being angry won't change it or make it easier.

I'm smart enough to see whatever is going on. Too dumb to piece it all together. Not dumb enough to live a simple fantasy and just go with it.

The world has intensified, therefore it will give us extreme examples.

I couldn’t find the bullet.” She fixed him with the eye that still held a lively shadow of brown. “You are El Tragabalas,” she said with a small smile. “The bullet swallower.

With all due respect, madam, this is an antique shop. We are the keepers of time, the guardians of treasure, and the watchmen of memories. You should be looking for something to catch your heart, not your eye.

Los Cazadores dicen que nosotros somos la maldad personificada, pero no se dan cuenta que los Mortales son capaces de hacer cosas peores, a causa de su ignorancia y miedo a lo diferente… o a algo que cambie su estilo de vida

Mental Warriors make it a point to be ready.  They've learned to manage pressure; they never fail to keep moving forward.  They refuse to lose, they’ll never quit, and they will patiently work to find a solution and to find a way to win.  Mental Warriors cannot accept not trying.”   Leo-tai

If I owned Hell and Texas,” Peter said, fanning himself against the heat and squinting in the unrelenting sunlight, “I’d rent Texas and live in Hell. We’re still south of the Nueces, aren’t we? This paradise is what the Texans won in the war? If you ask me, the Texans ought to fight Mexico again and force them to take it back.

Olvidarte a ti… es querer romper una cadena tan solo con cariño es encadenarme cada vez más a tus besos a tus sonrisas a tu malhumor por la mañana al café caliente de la tarde a los libros por toda la casa al sol entrando por la ventana a la luna en menguante sangrando vino a la ropa desordenada a tu silueta de lejos más bella y opaca que nunca

It’s uncomfortable, and maybe even frightening, for many of us to consider having porous borders, especially in a time when terrorism abounds around the globe. Yet Christians are not called to value the false sense of security created by closed borders and walls. We are called to trust in God and to love our neighbors, particularly our neighbors in need. Closed borders in North America are not directed toward an existing threat of invasion by a foreign army but toward poor economic immigrants seeking opportunities and toward refugees fleeing for their very lives. Hardened borders are designed to prevent the movement of the world’s poor—a people whom God says Christians should care for and not harm.

Le damos vueltas y vueltas a lo que sentimos. A cada vuelta que les damos, nuestras emociones crecen. Preguntarnos por qué sentimos lo que sentimos, por qué nos pasan las cosas que nos pasan, o por qué fueron como fueron las situaciones que vivimos no nos lleva a ninguna respuesta. Nos criticamos por sentir o por no sentir, nos insultamos internamente todo el tiempo. Lo que nos decimos por dentro hace crecer exponencialmente nuestras peores sensaciones, y se va formando una bola de nieve que no sabemos parar. Temas para trabajar: Mover estos pensamientos, que nos hacen daño, hacia otros diferentes, que nos ayudan y nos hacen bien, será nuestra tarea fundamental. Veremos esto con más detalle más adelante.

For his lunch break, Alex decided to sit outside for a smoke. There was no break room to speak of, just a backdoor that led to a neglected parking lot and an old payphone. There was an upturned crate by the door used to hold the door open or to sit on if one so desired. But Alex couldn't sit down, even though he had been standing for the past four hours, his anxious mind kept his feet moving. He paced back and forth, smoking his cigarette with the speed of an anxious drug addict. The cool but faint breeze pushed the smoke away from him and dissipated it into nothing. He still felt angry about the run-in with Gonzalez. It had consistently poked at him like a curious sadist with a pointed stick ever since he walked away from the door slammed in his face.

Greenhouse gases, like carbon dioxide, absorb infrared energy and help warm the planet. So they're absolutely crucial. The problem is that their concentration in the atmosphere needs to be regulated as the sun slowly brightens. Otherwise, the Earth would not be able to stabilize its surface temperature, which would be disastrous. Plate tectonics cycles fragments of the Earth's crust -- including limestone, which is made up of calcium, carbon dioxide, and oxygen atoms -- down into the mantle. There, the planet's internal heat releases the carbon dioxide, which is then continually vented to the atmosphere through volcanoes. It's quite an elaborate process, but the end result is a kind of thermostat that keeps the greenhouse gases in balance and our surface temperature under control. --Guillermo Gonzalez, Ph.D. (astronomer & physicist)

I look through the window at the huge valley lit up with different colors. The town is cradled by the dark mountains. From afar it looks as if nothing can get in or out, but judging by the stillness of the view it's as if the citizens have made peace with it and have settled without worry into their insular but protected haven each evening. There are people in the world, I imagine, who are born and die in the same town, maybe even in the same house, or bed. Creatures without migration: have they not lived a life because they have not moved? What of the migratory los González, moving from one place to another and marking every stopping place with angst? What kind of alternative is that? For once my father and I are thinking thinking the same way, sharing a similar yearning for our starting points to have been different, for our final destination to be anything other than the tearful, resentful arrival it is likely to be.

Most of all Ginny--part Schnauzer, part Siberian Husky, part angel from heaven--has taught me the most important lesson in life, that life is not worth living without love, that giving love is more rewarding than getting it, and that the humblest creatures, the least advantaged creatures, are worthy of the greatest outpouring of love. It's a spiritual message, that all life is precious (matters), all life is short, and that, just as human beings have immortal souls, so do animals have immortal souls, because they, too, were created by God. (word in parentheses by poster)

Las cosas tienden a romperse, a desunirse, a desacoplarse naturalmente. Nada de lo que hacemos tiene otra función más que acelerar ese proceso. Son muy raros los casos en los que ocurre lo contrario- cualquier acercamiento, cualquier intimidad lleva consigo la semilla potencialmente destructora del amor. La depravación absoluto no está reservada a los demonios. La deprevación absoluta es la aceptación de esa verdad que te envuelve con su rara belleza. No hace falta comprender más que esa ley para entrar sin problemas en la música del mundo y su constante negación de la vida.

Ivette dug into my wooden jewelry box and pulled out a gold chain with a white daisy on it. "Well this just screams out 'I'm a little girl,' so forget this one." Next, she picked out a silver necklace with a small cross. "Oh, no, we can't make you holy and untouchable. You'll never get your first kiss that way." I blushed and nervously started to giggle. "Can you picture it?" She draped the chain around her neck and swayed to imaginary music. "Hi, Manuel. Oh, of course I'd like to dance, but be careful if you hold me too close, because not only is my mother chaperoning, God is watching and you'll be sent straight to hell." Ivette couldn't hold back her laughter. "No, this is definitely not the right necklace!

Heritage dot org, May 5, 2021 Purging Whiteness To Purge Capitalism By Mike Gonzalez and Jonathan Butcher KEY TAKEAWAYS 1. CRT [Critical Race Theory] theorists see capitalism’s disparities as a function of race, not class. Capitalism, all the leading CRT proponents believe, is therefore “racist.” 2. CRT intellectuals are trying to change the view that racism is an individual issue, and insist it is systemic, in order to get society to change the entire system. 3. The purpose of the CRT training programs, and the curricula, is now to create enough bad associations with the white race. Race is suddenly all the rage. Employees, students, and parents are being inundated with “anti-racism” training programs and school curricula that insist America was built on white supremacy. Anyone who raises even the slightest objection is often deemed irredeemably racist. But what if the impetus behind a particular type of race-based training programs and curricula we see spreading at the moment is not exclusively, or even primarily, about skin color? What if race is just a façade for a particular strain of thought? What if what stands behind all this is the old, color-blind utopian dream of uniting the “workers of the world,” and eradicating capitalism? … If this all sounds very Marxist, it should. All the giants in whiteness studies, from Noel Ignatiev, to David Roediger, to their ideological lodestar, W.E.B. Du Bois—who first coined the term “whiteness” to begin with—were Marxist. In the cases of Ignatiev and Du Bois, they were actual Communist Party members.

Freddy and his brother Tesoro have not seen each other in five years, and they sit at the kitchen table in Freddy's house and have a jalapeno contest. A large bowl of big green and orange jalapeno peppers sit between the two brothers. A saltshaker and two small glasses of beer accompany this feast. When Tesoro nods his head, the two men begin to eat the raw jalapenos. The contest is to see which man can eat more peppers. It is a ritual from their father, but the two brothers tried it only once, years ago. Both quit after two peppers and laughed it off. This time, things are different. They are older and have to prove a point. Freddy eats his first one more slowly than Tesoro, who takes to bites to finish his and is now on his second. Neither says anything, though a close study of each man's face would tell you the sudden burst of jalapeno energy does not waste time in changing the eater's perception of reality. Freddy works on his second as Tesoro rips into his fourth. Freddy is already sweating from his head and is surprised to see that Tesoro's fat face has not shanged its steady, consuming look. Tesoro's long, black hair is neatly combed, and not one bead of sweat has popped out. He is the first to sip from the beer before hitting his fifth jalapeno. Freddy leans back as the table begins to sway in his damp vision. He coughs, and a sharp pain rips through his chest. Tesoro attempts to laugh at his brother, but Freddy sees it is something else. As Freddy finishes his third jalapeno, Tesoro begins to breathe faster upon swallowing his sixth. The contest momentarily stops as both brothers shift in their seats and the sweat pours down their faces. Freddy clutches his stomach as he reaches for his fourth delight. Tesor has not taken his seventh, and it is clear to Freddy that his brother is suffering big-time. There is a bright blue bird sitting on Tesoro's head, and Tesoro is struggling to laugh because Freddy has a huge red spider crawling on top of his head. Freddy wipes the sweat from his eyes and finishes his fourth pepper. Tesoro sips more beer, sprinkles salt on the tip of his jalapeno, and bites it down to the stem. Freddy, who has not touched his beer, stares in amazement as two Tesoros sit in front of him. They both rise hastily, their beer guts pushing the table against Freddy, who leans back as the two Tesoros waver in the kitchen light. Freddy hears a tremendous fart erupt from his brother, who sits down again. Freddy holds his fifth jalapeno and can't breathe. Tesoro's face is purple, but the blue bird has been replaced by a burning flame of light that weaves over Tesoro's shiny head. Freddy is convinced that he is having a heart attack as he watches his brother fight for breath. Freddy bites into his fifth as Tesoro flips his eighth jalapeno into his mouth, stem and all. This is it. Freddy goes into convulsions and drops to the floor as he tries to reach for his glass of beer. He shakes on the dirty floor as the huge animal that is Tesoro pitches forward and throws up millions of jalapeno seeds all over the table. The last thing Freddy sees before he passes out is his brother's body levitating above the table as an angel, dressed in green jalapeno robes, floats into the room, extends a hand to Tesoro, and floats away with him. When Freddy wakes up minutes later, he gets up and makes it to the bathroom before his body lets go through his pants. As he reaches the bathroom door, he turns and gazes upon the jalapeno plants growing healthy and large on the kitchen table, thick peppers hanging under their leaves, their branches immersed in the largest pile of jalapeno seeds Freddy has ever seen.

Naci bajo la ley y bajo la ley fui juzgado; moriré bajo la ley, porque la ley me ha condenado

These interpretations of Sor Juana's decision to join a religious order hold Sor Juana to feminine standards of piety. In other words, because Sor Juana did not express her faith in the manner typical of the women of her era (through mystical writing and mortification, for example), she is not interpreted as pious.

Only 0.07% of the U.S. federal prison population are atheists. The overwhelming majority of the remaining 99.3% are Christian.

When the BBC World Service began in 1932, they warned listeners to keep their expectations low, stating, “The programmes will neither be very interesting nor very good.

While 71% of Americans believe in Hell, only 0.5% think that they are likely to end up there, a survey found.

You have a better chance of dying on your way to getting a lottery ticket than you do of actually winning the lottery.

In 2009, Canada passed the "Apology Act", stating that apologizing to someone after an incident cannot be used in court against the person who apologized to establish their guilt or liability.

In Turkey during the 16th and 17th century, anyone drinking coffee was put to death.

Most people in the 18th century only had a proper wash twice a year.

It’s because a good attitude, a positive attitude, creates optimism, positive energy. And positive energy is much better at setting good things into motion than negative energy is. Warriors with negative attitudes become victims of their own negative outlook; they lose because their own negativity drains them. Winning has a lot to do with having a good attitude. Not only in competition, Daniel-san, but also in life generally. You must always remember that.

Until 1903, Coca-Cola contained cocaine as a regular ingredient.

ahora, Dios mío, junto a la herida humeante de tu pecho; quiero pensar junto a ella en todos mis hijos, en todos los que ahora son miembros vivos de este Cuerpo vivo de tu Obra. Nombrándolos, consideraré sus cualidades, sus virtudes, sus defectos, y luego te suplicaré, empujándolos hacia Ti, uno a uno: “¡Adentro!”. Los meteré dentro de tu Corazón.

Por eso, invitaba a rezar con paz: «Estoy plenamente seguro de que Tú, Señor, como en otros tiempos has impulsado otras empresas, quieres ahora esta Obra. Estoy también íntimamente persuadido de que tu voluntad es que te sirva en ella. Cumpliendo esa voluntad, ¿qué me importa todo lo demás?»

Sin dejar de poner los pies en la tierra, insistía en que llegarían tiempos de bonanza: «La Obra...; ¿qué es ahora la Obra? Apenas hay nada visible; es verdaderamente el grano de mostaza. Unos pocos hombres, sin prestigio, sin posición económica, sin experiencia, al comienzo de sus vidas casi todos ellos. Pero nosotros sabemos que este grano de mostaza dará lugar en el campo sobrenatural de la Iglesia a un arbusto que cubrirá todo el mundo con su tallo, con sus raíces, con sus ramas, y en el cual buscarán asilo muchas aves viajeras»