Granada Quotes

¡Libros! ¡Libros! Hace aquí una palabra mágica que equivale a decir: "amor, amor", y que debían los pueblos pedir como piden pan o como anhelan la lluvia para sus sementeras. Cuando el insigne escritor ruso Fedor Dostoyevsky, padre de la revolución rusa mucho más que Lenin estaba prisionero en la Siberia, alejado del mundo, entre cuatro paredes y cercado por desoladas llanuras de nieve infinita; y pedía socorro en carta a su lejana familia, sólo decía: "¡Enviadme libros, libros, muchos libros para que mi alma no muera!". Tenía frío y no pedía fuego, tenía terrible sed y no pedía agua pedía libros, es decir, horizontes, es decir, escaleras para subir la cumbre del espíritu y del corazón. Porque la agonía física, biológica, natural, de un cuerpo por hambre, sed o frío, dura poco, muy poco, pero la agonía del alma insatisfecha dura toda la vida. Ya ha dicho el gran Menéndez Pidal, uno de los sabios más verdaderos de Europa, que el lema de la República debe ser: "Cultura". Cultura porque sólo a través de ella se puede resolver los problemas en que hoy se debate el pueblo lleno de fe, pero falto de luz. Medio pan e un libro. Locución de Federico García Lorca al pueblo de Fuente de Vaqueros (Granada)

Soy como. Como. Soy como una granada, mamá. Soy una granada y en algún momento voy a estallar y me gustaría reducir al mínimo las víctimas, ¿de acuerdo?" Mi padre ladeó un poco la cabeza hacia un lado, como un perrito regañado. "Soy una granada," le dije de nuevo. "Sólo quiero mantenerme alejada de la gente y leer libros, pensar y estar con ustedes porque no hay nada que yo pueda hacer sobre dañarlos; están demasiado involucrados, así que por favor, déjenme hacer eso, ¿está bien? No estoy deprimida. No necesito salir más. Y no puedo ser una adolescente normal, porque soy un granada.

It is easier to land a man on the moon than to change the school system.

The river Guadalquivir Flows between oranges and olives The two rivers of Granada Descend from the snow to the wheat Oh my love! Who went and never returned The river Guadalquivir Has beards of maroon The two rivers of Granada One a cry the other blood Oh my love! Who vanished into thin air

Soy una granada," le dije de nuevo. "Sólo quiero mantenerme alejada de la gente y leer libros, pensar y estar con ustedes porque no hay nada que yo pueda hacer sobre dañarlos; están demasiado involucrados, así que por favor, déjenme hacer eso, ¿está bien? No estoy deprimida. No necesito salir más. Y no puedo ser una adolescente normal, porque soy un granada

Leave me in Granada in the middle of paradise where my soul wells with poetry; Leave me until my time comes and I may intone a fitting song. Yes, I want my memorial stone in this land. Granada! Holy place of the glory of Spain, Your mountains are the white tents of pavilions, Your walls are the circle of a vase of flowers, Your plain a Moorish shawl embroidered with colour, Your towers are palm trees that imprison you

Granada had never been on the water before and she marveled at how the creek was a living thing with a will of its own, like an untamed horse challenging her to ride upon its back.

Mataron a Federico cuando la luz asomaba. / El pelotón de verdugos no osó mirarle la casra. / Todos cerraron los ojos; / rezaron: ¡ni Dios te salva! / Muerto cayó Federico / -sangre en la frente y plomo en las entrañas- / Que fue en Granada el crimen / sabed -¡pobre Granada-, en su Granada

When you are apparently quite selflessly helping other people, you are actually trying to help yourself.

When the death wins, the game is over.

Soy una granada, y en algún momento explotaré, así que me gustaría que hubiera el menor número de víctimas posible.

Look up, Granada. Look to your people. We as beautiful and as plentiful as them stars knitted together in heaven. We just forgot. Somebody’s got to remember for us all.

When you got a question,” Polly said before Granada could ask, “first be silent. Look around you. Let creation speak the truth to you.” She

But surely, Philip Philipovich, everybody says that 30-degree vodka is quite good enough.’ ‘Vodka should be at least 40 degrees, not 30 – that’s firstly,’ Philip Philipovich interrupted him didactically, ‘and secondly – God knows what muck they make into vodka nowadays. What do you think they use?’ ‘Anything they like,’ said the other doctor firmly. ‘I quite agree,’ said Philip Philipovich and hurled the contents of his glass down his throat in one gulp. ‘Ah . . . m’m . . . Doctor Bormenthal – please drink that at once and if you ask me what it is, I’m your enemy for life. “From Granada to Seville . . .” Chapter 3

Thus like a Captive in an Isle confin'd, Man walks at large, a Pris'ner of the Mind

As an African myself, I cannot tell how much proud and excited I am to see our nation having the first African-American president. This is a historical time for our nation. Arab and Muslim Americans are amongst those who overwhelmingly voted for Mr. Obama. As we know, there are about three million Arab Americans and about seven million Muslim Americans in this country. Not all Arab American are Muslims, and not all Muslim Americans are Arabs. These are very diverse communities. They come in all colors and backgrounds. They have been contributing to this nation for so long. Islam is not a foreign religion to this great nation of ours; Islam knew its way with the first sailors who came to America with Columbus after the fall of Granada in 1492. Islam was the religion of many Africans brought here to America. Muslim soldiers and chaplains contribute to the success of our military.

Que soy como como una granada, mamá. Soy una granada, y en algún momento explotaré, así que me gustaría que hubiera el menor número de víctimas posible, ¿vale?

Soy una granada repetí.

[...] avanzo por la calles con una granada en la mano, acompañado de niños. �«Que se vayan» les grito, «no sigan detrás, eso nos estalla a todos»

For gardens, Granada; for women, Madrid; but for love — your eyes, when they look at me.” Lina jotted down these lines in a notebook and learned the song herself.

En la parte interna superior del muslo derecho, allí donde la piel abunda extraordinariamente en ternura, Esther tiene un lunar en forma de grano de granada.

Soon after the pogrom in Granada, the world of Jewish culture in Islamic Spain effectively ended.

book by the Spanish friar Luis de Granada, Of Prayer and Meditation. Printed in Paris in 1582, the book opened with a letter by the translator, Richard Harris, lamenting the rise of Schism, Heresy, Infidelity, and Atheism in England. These evils were dark signs that the world was nearing its end, Harris argued, and that Satan was frantically struggling to make a last demonic triumph.

They all watched silently as she walked toward her cabin, but when she got to the doorway she stopped and turned around. She stood for a moment with her chin lifted and her eyes closed. What on earth was she doing? Granada wondered.

Here’s a two-week alternative, which could include a few car days in southern Spain near the end of your trip: Start in Barcelona (two days); train to Madrid (five days total, with two days in Madrid and three for side-trips to Toledo, El Escorial, and Segovia or Ávila); train to Granada (two days); bus to Nerja (one day, could rent car here); both Ronda and Arcos for drivers, or just Ronda by train (two days); to Sevilla (drop off car, two days); and then train to Madrid and fly home.

Mientras ella comía, se me vino una extraña comparación a la cabeza. Vi a Perséfone con la granada en la mano, descendiendo al inframundo. ¿Ese era yo? ¿Era el mismísimo Hades, que codiciaba la primavera y la robó, condenándola a la noche eterna?

Over the course of nearly a half-century, Cuba, Congo, Ghana, Indonesia, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Iran, Namibia, Mozambique, Chile, Afghanistan, Lebanon, and even tiny Granada, among many others, were interpreted by U.S. strategists as battlegrounds with the Soviet empire.

It is remarkable that circumcision, which is invariably practiced by thE Mahometans, and forms a distinguishing rite of their faith, to which all proselytes must conform, is neither mentioned in the Koran nor the Sonna. It seems to have been a general usage in Arabia, tacitly adopted from the Jews, and is even said to have been prevalent throughout the East before the time of Moses. It is said that the Koran forbids the making likenesses of any living thing, which has prevented the introduction of portrait-painting among Mahometans. The passage of the Koran, however, which is thought to contain the prohibition, seems merely an echo of the second commandment, held sacred by Jews and Christians, not to form images or pictures for worship. One of Mahomet's standards was a black eagle. Among the most distinguished Moslem ornaments of the Alhambra at Granada is a fountain supported by lions carved of stone, and some Moslem monarchs have had their effigies stamped on their coins.

Oskar cumplía treinta y siete años, y acababa de abrir una botella de coñac. Sobre su escritorio había un telegrama de una planta de montaje de armamentos situada cerca de Brno. Decía que las granadas antitanques de Oskar estaban tan mal hechas que no soportaban uno solo de los controles de calidad. Estaban mal calibradas, y estallaban durante los ensayos porque no habían sido templadas a la temperatura adecuada. Oskar parecía extasiado con el telegrama. Lo empujó hacia Stern y Pemper para que lo leyeran. Pemper recuerda que dijo una de sus extravagancias: —Es el mejor regalo de cumpleaños que podía haber recibido. Ahora sé que mis productos no pueden matar a ningún pobre infortunado.

Yo le tengo más miedo a un político que a un narco. Con los ojos cerrados te corren del trabajo.

Two if's scarce make one possibility.

Most of the people could be good at something specific, but they probably never discover what it is.

¡Se sentía tan sola y abandonada! Un chile en nogada olvidado en una charola después de un gran banquete no se sentiría peor que ella. Cuántas veces sola en la cocina se había tenido que comer una de estas delicias antes de permitir que se echara a perder. El que nadie se coma el último chile en una charola, generalmente sucede cuando la gente no quiere demostrar su gula y aunque les encantaría devorarlo, nadie se atreve. Y es así como se rechaza a un chile relleno que contiene todos los sabores imaginables, lo dulce del acitrón, lo picoso del chile, lo sutil de la nogada, lo refrescante de la granada, ¡un maravilloso chile en nogada! Que contiene en su interior todos los secretos del amor, pero que nadie podrá desentrañar a causa de la decencia.

Hemos perdido mucho, tal vez todo, también el honor. Nos queda una cosa: el glorioso recuerdo del más maravilloso ejército que jamás haya existido y del más grandioso combate que jamás haya tenido lugar. Mantener su memoria en medio de esta época de renegados y de atrofia moral es el más altivo deber de todo aquel que luchó por la causa de Alemania no sólo con el fusil y la granada de mano sino también con el alma y el corazón.

At the beginning, I thought the best Islamic work was in Spain - the mosque in Cordoba, the Alhambra in Granada. But as I learned more, my ideas shifted. I traveled to Egypt, and to the Middle East many times.I found the most wonderful examples of Islamic work in Cairo, it turns out. I'd visited mosques there before, but I didn't see them with the same eye as I did this time. They truly said something to me about Islamic architecture.

Since 1945, when Jesus granted America air superiority, we have bombed Korea, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, Lebanon, Granada, Panama, Iraq, Serbia, Somalia, Bosnia, The Sudan, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Libya and Yemen. And Yemen only because the tenth one was free. How did we inherit this moral obligation of bringing justice to the world via death from above? Are we Zeus? It doesn't make any sense. Our schools are crumbling and we wanna teach everyone else a lesson.

Recojo en este libro una serie de testimonios sobre seres humanos que han secado todas sus lágrimas y aún en la más miserable de las condiciones escarban en la tierra seca para encontrar a sus desaparecidos; hombres y mujeres que ya no sueñan, ni duermen, pues su vida es una pesadilla cotidiana; muchos dejaron sus casas, otros nunca las han tenido, a unos cuantos el hogar es una burla y sólo la noche y sus misterios les permite acomodarse para rezongar su llanto, su encabronamiento.

quoted Lewis Hyde, whose pamphlet on John Berryman and alcohol he had read in his early months at Granada House: “Irony has only emergency use. Carried over time, it is the voice of the trapped who have come to enjoy the cage.” Then he continued: This is because irony, entertaining as it is, serves an almost exclusively negative function. It’s critical and destructive, a ground-clearing….[I]rony’s singularly unuseful when it comes to constructing anything to replace the hypocrisies it debunks.

The city of Granada, so gloriously provided with architectural reminders of its Islamic heritage, was particularly anxious to show that it was a more ancient and distinguished Christian centre than Toledo or Santiago de Compostela, and it also wanted to outface the upstart royal capital Madrid. These aims were much assisted by the ‘discovery’ from 1588 onwards of a series of forged early Christian relics (plomos, or lead books) hidden in the minaret of the former main Granadan mosque and in various nearby caves.

And I listed the cities he said he’d been—Madrid, Granada, San Sebastián, Barcelona, Paris even. Their order was confused but their names made a map of lights in my mind. A constellation leading not back but far. Each a whole world I’d never been, swallowed him up and spewed him back, crustaceans in his pocket and seaweed in his hair, on the shores of our prison town. I considered the cities he talked about not destinations but destructions. A chosen wreckage. Different only in that way from the one handed to us.

Una granada, Dios,me grito yo mismo ¿Voy a morir?Ambos vemos en suspenso el trayecto de la granada que cae rebota una vez y rueda igual que cualquier piedra a tres o cuatro metros de mi casa, sin estallar, precisamente entre la puerta de la casa de Geraldina mi puerta, al filo del andén. El muchacho la contempló extasiado, y habla por fin, escucho su voz como un festejo en toda la calle "Uy que suerte abuelo cómprese la lotería". Yo pienso ingenuamente que debo responder algo, y voy a decir si, qué suerte, ¿no?, pero ya ha desaparecido.

Entreabrió los ojos, y a través de sus pestañas le llegó algo menos espeso que la tiniebla, una claridad en pañales, cierto amago de luz que se filtraba por la densa cortina. Entonces, ante los ojos de Adán y en el caos borroso que llenaba su habitación, se juntaron o repelieron los colores, atrajéronse las líneas o se rechazaron: cada objeto buscó su cifra y se constituyó a sí mismo tras una guerra silenciosa y rápida. Como en su primer día el mundo brotaba del amor y del odio (¡salud, viejo Empédocles!), y el mundo era una rosa, una granada, una pipa, un libro.

Whoever believes in the myth of ‘peaceful coexistence that marked the relationships between the conquered and the conquerors’ should reread the stories of the burned convents and monasteries, of the profaned churches, of the raped nuns, of the Christian or Jewish women abducted to be locked away in their harems. He should ponder on the crucifixions of Cordoba, the hangings of Granada, the beheadings of Toledo and Barcelona, of Seville and Zamora. (The beheadings of Seville, ordered by Mutamid: the king who used those severed heads, heads of Jews and Christians, to adorn his palace). Invoking the name of Jesus meant instant execution. Crucifixion, of course, or decapitation or hanging or impalement. Ringing a bell, the same. Wearing green, the colour of Islam, also. And when a Muslim passed by, every Jew and Christian was obliged to step aside. To bow. And mind to the Jew or the Christian who dared react to the insults of a Muslim. As for the much-flaunted detail that the infidel-dogs were not obliged to convert to Islam, not even encouraged to do so, do you know why they were not? Because those who converted to Islam did not pay taxes. Those who refused, on the contrary, did.

A la inmensidad de la selva no parecía corresponder una gran riqueza; los indios sólo hablaban con exaltación como si fuera oro puro del conocimiento de las cosas. “aquí sólo es riqueza conocer” fue la incomprensible traducción que un indio lengua hizo de las palabras de un rey que tenía collar de colmillos y diadema de plumas azules. Ursúa sonrió con desconfianza, pero sintió nostalgia de las campañas del Nuevo Reino de Granada, donde de cada región salía una multitud llena de pectorales y narigueras, de brazaletes y poporos, de collares de ranas o de pájaros, de cascos o diademas, donde eran muchedumbre los saltamontes, los colmillos, los murciélagos y las abejas de oro

Non vedrò più la magnolia che destinava la sua rosa alla tomba della mia fanciulla della Florida, il pino di Gerusalemme e il cedro del Libano consacrati alla memoria di Gerolamo, l'alloro di Granada, il platano della Grecia, le querce dell'Armorica ai piedi dei quali dipinsi Blanca, cercai Cymodocée, immaginai Velléda. Questi alberi nacquero e crebbero insieme ai miei sogni: erano le mie amadriadi. Essi stanno per passare sotto un'altra autorità: il loro nuovo padrone li amerà come li amavo? Li lascerà seccare, forse li taglierà, non devo conservare nulla in questo mondo? Evocherò l'addio che dissi un tempo ai boschi di Combourg dicendo addio ai boschi di Aluny: tutti i miei giorni sono degli addii.

A mí, Hasan, hijo de Mohamed el alamín, a mí, Juan León de Médicis, circuncidado por la mano de un barbero y bautizado por la mano de un papa, me llaman hoy el Africano, pero ni de África, ni de Europa, ni de Arabia soy. Me llaman también el Granadino, el Fesí, el Zayyati, pero no procedo de ningún país, de ninguna ciudad, de ninguna tribu. Soy hijo del camino, caravana es mi patria y mi vida la más inesperada travesía. Mis muñecas han sabido a veces de las caricias de la seda y a veces de las injurias de la lana, del oro de los príncipes y de las cadenas de los esclavos. Mis dedos han levantado mil velos, mis labios han sonrojado a mil vírgenes, mis ojos han visto agonizar ciudades y caer imperios. Por boca mía oirás el árabe, el turco, el castellano, el beréber, el hebreo, el latín y el italiano vulgar, pues todas las lenguas, todas las plegarias me pertenecen. Mas yo no pertenezco a ninguna. No soy sino de Dios y de la tierra, y a ellos retornaré un día no lejano. Y tú permanecerás después de mí, hijo mío. Y guardarás mi recuerdo. Y leerás mis libros. Y entonces volverás a ver esta escena: tu padre, ataviado a la napolitana, en esta galera que lo devuelve a la costa africana, garrapateando como mercader que hace balance al final de un largo periplo. Pero no es esto, en cierto modo, lo que estoy haciendo: qué he ganado, qué he perdido, qué he de decirle al supremo Acreedor? Me ha prestado cuarenta años que he ido dispersando a merced de los viajes: mi sabiduría ha vivido en Roma, mi pasión en el Cairo, mi angustia en Fez, y en Granada vive aún mi inocencia.

He was now wealthy beyond his wildest dreams and wanted for nothing, so Columbus retired to Valladolid, which at one time was considered the capital of Castile and Leon, a historic region of northwestern Spain. On October 19, 1469, Queen Isabella and King Ferdinand had been married at the Palacio de los Vivero, in the city of Valladolid, giving it great significance for Columbus. It was only a year and a half after retiring, on May 20, 1506, that Christopher Columbus quietly died. Dr. Antonio Rodriguez Cuartero, a professor of Internal Medicine at the University of Granada, stated that the Admiral died of a heart attack caused by Reiter's Syndrome, also known as reactive arthritis. He was only 54 years of age; however, he had been suffering from arthritis for quite some time prior to his death.

Arbole, Arbole . . ." Tree, tree dry and green. The girl with the pretty face is out picking olives. The wind, playboy of towers, grabs her around the waist. Four riders passed by on Andalusian ponies, with blue and green jackets and big, dark capes. “Come to Cordoba, muchacha.” The girl won’t listen to them. Three young bullfighters passed, slender in the waist, with jackets the color of oranges and swords of ancient silver. “Come to Sevilla, muchacha.” The girl won’t listen to them. When the afternoon had turned dark brown, with scattered light, a young man passed by, wearing roses and myrtle of the moon. “Come to Granada, muchacha.” And the girl won’t listen to him. The girl with the pretty face keeps on picking olives with the grey arm of the wind wrapped around her waist. Tree, tree dry and green.

That was the end of my adventure in Central America. By the lakeshore in Granada, Nicaragua, I decided to turn for home. I wondered what Cortes would have said if, when he set out in the wake of Columbus, he had foreseen the beach outside Granada. He knew in his bones of the glory to come, would he have known about its eclipse? A Church without the True Cross, unable to protect its buildings from earthquake or idolatry; the gold and silver mines exhausted; the children of the Conquest reduced to beggary, placing their trust in the redundant theories of a Victorian economist; the empire overwhelmed by its own pagan and monstrous child. What a fool time has made of Cortes and his pretensions. He should have turned back to Cuba, to his dice and his saints and his women, and left the Indians with the Gods they honour, against all the odds, to this day.

God, in the Old Law, ordained that children should be circumcised on the eighth day after birth, teaching us thereby that, on the day of the general resurrection which will follow the short space of this life, He will cut off the miseries and sufferings of those who, for love of Him, have circumcised their hearts by cutting off all the sinful affections and pleasures of this world. Now, who can conceive a happier existence than this, which is exempt from every sorrow and every infirmity?

Scientific works and entire libraries were set to torch kindled by the insane religious fanatics. We have already mentioned the Bishop of Yucatan, who burned the entire native literature of the Maya in the 1560's, and Bishop Theophilus, who destroyed much of the remnants of the Library of Alexandria (391). The Christian Roman emperor Valens ordered the burning of non-Christian books in 373. In 1109, the crusaders captured Tripoli, and after the usual orgy of butchery typifying the crusades (through this one did not yet include the murderous Teutonic Knights), they burned over 100,000 books of Muslim learning. In 1204, the fourth crusade captured Constantinople and sacked it with horrors unparalleled even in the bloody age of the crusades; the classical works that had survived until then were put to the torch by crusaders in what is generally considered the biggest single loss to classical literature. In the early 15th century, Cardinal Ximenes (Jimenez), who succeeded Torquemada as Grand Inquisitor and was directly responsible for the cruel deaths of 2,500 persons, had a haul of 24,000 books burned at Granada.

habiendo algunos fanáticos en el valle de Shah-i-Kot, en la provincia de Paktia. Una vez más la información era inexacta: no eran un puñado, sino centenares. Al ser afganos los talibanes derrotados, tenían a donde ir: sus aldeas y pueblos natales. Allí podían escabullirse sin dejar rastro. Pero los miembros de Al Qaeda eran árabes, uzbekos y, los más feroces de todos, chechenos. No hablaban pastún y la gente del pueblo afgano los odiaba, de manera que solo podían rendirse o morir peleando. Casi todos eligieron esto último. El mando estadounidense reaccionó al chivatazo con un plan a pequeña escala, la operación Anaconda, que fue asignada a los SEAL de la Armada. Tres enormes Chinook repletos de efectivos despegaron rumbo al valle, que se suponía vacío de combatientes. El helicóptero que iba en cabeza se disponía a tomar tierra, con el morro levantado y la cola baja, la rampa abierta por detrás y a solo un par de metros del suelo, cuando los emboscados de Al Qaeda dieron el primer aviso. Un lanzagranadas hizo fuego. Estaba tan cerca que el proyectil atravesó el fuselaje del helicóptero sin explotar. No había tenido tiempo de cargarse, así que lo único que hizo fue entrar por un costado y salir por el otro sin tocar a nadie, dejando un par de boquetes simétricos. Pero lo que sí hizo daño fue el incesante fuego de ametralladora desde el nido situado entre las rocas salpicadas de nieve. Tampoco hirió a nadie de a bordo, pero destrozó los controles del aparato al horadar la cubierta de vuelo. Gracias a la habilidad y la genialidad del piloto, pocos minutos después el moribundo Chinook ganaba altura y recorría cuatro kilómetros hasta encontrar un sitio más seguro donde proceder a un aterrizaje forzoso. Los otros dos helicópteros se retiraron también. Pero un SEAL, el suboficial Neil Roberts, que se había desenganchado de su cable de amarre, resbaló en un charquito de fluido hidráulico y cayó a tierra. Resultó ileso, pero inmediatamente fue rodeado por miembros de Al Qaeda. Los SEAL jamás abandonan a uno de los suyos, esté vivo o muerto. Poco después de aterrizar regresaron en busca de Roberts, al tiempo que pedían refuerzos por radio. Había empezado la batalla de Shah-i-Kot. Duró cuatro días, y se saldó con la muerte del suboficial Neil Roberts y otros seis estadounidenses. Había tres unidades lo bastante cerca como para acudir a la llamada: un pelotón de SBS británicos por un lado y la unidad de la SAD por el otro; pero el grupo más numeroso era un batallón del 75 Regimiento de Rangers. Hacía un frío endemoniado, estaban a muchos grados bajo cero. La nieve, empujada por el viento incesante, se clavaba en los ojos. Nadie entendía cómo los árabes habían podido sobrevivir en aquellas montañas; pero el caso era que allí estaban, y dispuestos a morir hasta el último hombre. Ellos no hacían prisioneros ni esperaban serlo tampoco. Según testigos presenciales, salieron de hendiduras en las rocas, de grutas invisibles y nidos de ametralladoras ocultos. Cualquier veterano puede confirmar que toda batalla degenera rápidamente en un caos, y en Shah-i-Kot eso sucedió más rápido que nunca. Las unidades se separaron de su contingente, los soldados de sus unidades. Kit Carson se encontró de repente a solas en medio de la ventisca. Vio a otro estadounidense (pudo identificarlo por lo que llevaba en la cabeza: casco, no turbante) también solo, a unos cuarenta metros. Un hombre vestido con túnica surgió del suelo y disparó contra el soldado con su lanzagranadas. Esa vez la granada sí estalló; no dio en el blanco sino que explotó a los pies del soldado.

On reading a translated copy of the covenant, Philip V was horrified. The Muslim ruler of Jerusalem, through his emissary, the viceroy of Islamic Granada, was extending to the Jewish people the hand of eternal peace and friendship. The gesture was occasioned by the recent discovery of the lost ark of the Old Testament and the stone tablets upon which God had etched the Law with His finger. Both were found in perfect condition in a ditch in the Sinai Desert and had awoken in the Muslims, who discovered them, a desire to be circumcised, convert to Judaism, and return the Holy Land to the Jews. However, since this would leave millions of Palestinian Muslims homeless, the King of Jerusalem wanted the Jews to give him France in return. The guilty homeowner Bananias told French authorities that after the Muslim offer, the Jews of France concocted the well-poisoning plot and hired the lepers to carry it out. After reading the translation and several corroborating documents, including a highly incriminating letter from the Muslim King of Tunisia, Philip ordered all Jews in France arrested for “complicity . . . to bring about the death of the people and the subjects of the kingdom.” Two years later, any Jewish survivors of the royal terror were exiled from the country.   The

La Unión Soviética se anexionó por la fuerza Letonia, Lituania, Estonia y partes de Finlandia, Polonia y Rumania; ocupó y sometió a un régimen comunista a Polonia, Rumania, Hungría, Mongolia, Bulgaria, Checoslovaquia, Alemania oriental y Afganistán, y sofocó el alzamiento de los obreros de Alemania oriental en 1953, la revolución húngara de 1956 y la tentativa checa de introducir en 1968 el glasnost y la perestroika. Dejando aparte las guerras mundiales y las expediciones para combatir la piratería o el tráfico de esclavos, Estados Unidos ha perpetrado invasiones e intervenciones armadas en otros países en más de 130 ocasiones*, incluyendo China (18 veces), México (13), Nicaragua y Panamá (9 cada uno), Honduras (7), Colombia y Turquía (6 en cada país), República Dominicana, Corea y Japón (5 cada uno), Argentina, Cuba, Haití, el reino de Hawai y Samoa (4 cada uno), Uruguay y Fiji (3 cada uno), Granada, Puerto Rico, Brasil, Chile, Marruecos, Egipto, Costa de Marfil, Siria, Irak, Perú, Formosa, Filipinas, Camboya, Laos y Vietnam. La mayoría de estas incursiones han sido escaramuzas para mantener gobiernos sumisos o proteger propiedades e intereses de empresas estadounidenses, pero algunas han sido mucho más importantes, prolongadas y cruentas. * Esta lista, que suscitó una cierta sorpresa cuando fue publicada en Estados Unidos, se basa en recopilaciones de la Comisión de fuerzas armadas de la cámara de representantes.

Our souls may be considered as consisting of two parts, which theologians call the superior and the inferior parts. The first is the seat of the will and of reason, the natural light with which God endowed us at creation. This noble and beautiful gift of reason makes man the image of God and capable of enjoying God, and raises him to a companionship with the angels. The inferior part of the soul is the seat of the sensual appetites, which have been given to us to aid us in procuring the necessities of life and in preserving the human race. But these appetites are blind – they must follow the guidance of reason. They are unfitted to command, and, therefore, like good stewards, they should act only in obedience to their master. Alas! How often do we see this order reversed! How often do we behold the servant become the master!

Hay una estrecha afinidad entre la democracia y la ampliación y nivelación de la guerra. La Revolución, como todos los primeros conservadores señalaron, fue la que instituyó por primera vez en la historia el reclutamiento nacional, la famosa levée en masse. De repente la guerra perdió el carácter limitado que tuvo en la era prerrevolucionaria, con propósitos más o menos limitados -normalmente dinásticos o territoriales-, un orden fijo de batalla y una gran cantidad de ceremonial posfeudal. Con los ejércitos revolucionarios en marcha, la guerra se convirtió en la cruzad de la libertad, la igualdad y la fraternidad que inevitablemente trajo consigo los ejércitos cada vez más mayores y con propósitos siempre expansivos que se vieron en el siglo XIX. Taine observó que la democracia coloca una mochila de soldado en cada hombre al concederle la cédula electoral. Durante el siglo XX la guerra masiva del tipo que antes sólo había sido un presagio se convirtió en realidad con la Primera Guerra Mundial al encerrar a millones de hombres en un matadero militar, suplantando todo el antiguo arte de la guerra con ejércitos enormes, casi inmóviles, arrojándose sistemáticamente granadas el uno al otro, siendo el premio en una batalla poco más que el avance de unos cientos de yardas. Winston Churchill escribió: "La guerra, que solía ser cruel y grandiosa, se ha convertido ahora en algo sórdido y cruel." Todo, añadió Churchill, porque la ciencia y la democracia esconden un gran igualador. Fue en Inglaterra, entre las guerras mundiales, que el conservador mayor general Fuller dio extensión y envergadura histórica a las palabras de Churchill, mostrando en detalle la estrecha relación histórica entre la expansión de la base demográfica y política del Estado nacional, y la expansión del patrón total de guerra en Occidente: su masa en términos puramente humanos, el armamento cada vez más letal, y especialmente, la ampliación de los objetivos de guerra, de los simples objetivos territoriales y dinásticos a los ideológicos y morales. Como han señalado Fuller, Dawson, Churchill y otros conservadores, en la época feudal la guerra estaba limitada en casi todos sus aspectos: por su tecnología, el número de los implicados, su código de caballería, por contrato u obligación limitadas para prestar servicio y por las interdicciones de la iglesia. Al comienzo de la Segunda Guerra Mundial, en contraste, las sociedades democráticas de Occidente habían alcanzado objetivos ilimitados, términos de rendición incondicionales, armamento que podía matar por cientos de miles, y mayor muerte y devastación en un solo año que en todas las anteriores guerras juntas.

Como si la velocidad pudiera conjurar el destino.

Los libros no tienen tiempo porque viven en un eterno presente que se desata y reactualiza cuando encuentra sus destinos en las manos de un lector.

Los poemas de Pedro Salinas nos contaban a nosotros. En ellos estaba nuestra historia. Nuestro pasado y lo que vendría. Lo que estaba siendo. El momento que éramos.

Ele tem razão. Não somos mais a juventude. Não queremos mais conquistar o mundo. Somos fugitivos. Fugimos de nós mesmos e de nossas vidas. Tínhamos dezoito anos e estávamos começando a amar a vida e o mundo e fomos obrigados a atirar neles e destruí-los. A primeira bomba, a primeira granada, explodiu em nossos corações. Estamos isolados dos que trabalham, da atividade, da ambição, do progresso. Não acreditamos mais nessas coisas; só acreditamos na guerra.

This was taken yesterday in southern Spain. Granada to be precise.

day after tomorrow, Kattan is scheduled to fly from Granada to Washington, DC, via Barcelona and New York.

The slide changed to a picture of Kattan walking down a narrow cobblestone street, head down and collar up against what appeared to be a stiff wind. “This was taken yesterday in southern Spain. Granada to be precise.

FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA AIRPORT GRANADA SPAIN

La naturaleza de la política en el período del caciquismo se ve muy bien ilustrada en la conocida historia del cacique de Motril, en la provincia de Granada. Cuando llegó el resultado de las elecciones, se las llevaron al Casino local. Las hojeó y, ante los expectantes correligionarios que le rodeaban, pronunció las siguientes palabras: «Nosotros, los liberales, estábamos convencidos de que ganaríamos las elecciones. Sin embargo, la voluntad de Dios ha sido otra. —Larga pausa—. Al parecer hemos sido nosotros, los conservadores, quienes hemos ganado las elecciones».

You foreigners, you're all the same! You come here to find out about Fredrico's death, yet you don't know a damn thing about what really happened in Granada in 1936." - Gerardo Ros

Suyla yıkanmak ne kadar Müslümanlıksa, yıkanmamak da o kadar Hristiyanlıktı. Trajikomikti, çünkü Hristiyanlığın hamiliğine soyunmuş Katolik Isabel, 'İç çamaşırlarımı Granada düşene kadar değiştirmeyeceğim' demişti. Eh, kraliçeleri öyleyse ordunun geri kalanını siz düşünün. 1492'de Granada düştüğünde, Elhamra yakınlarında kimse bulunmak istemezdi heralde!

Éramos peixes, somos peixes, fomos sempre peixes, equilibrados entre duas águas na busca de um compromisso impossível entre a inconformidade e a resignação, nascidos sob o signo da Mocidade Portuguesa e do seu patriotismo veemente e estúpido de pacotilha, alimentados culturalmente pelo ramal da Beira Baixa, os rios de Moçambique e as serras do sistema Galaico-Duriense, espiados pelos mil olhos ferozes da Pide, condenados ao consumo de jornais que a censura reduzia a louvores melancólicos ao relento de sacristia de província do Estado Novo, e jogados por fim na violência paranóica da guerra, ao som de marchas guerreiras e dos discursos heróicos dos que ficavam em Lisboa, combatendo, combatendo corajosamente o comunismo nos grupos de casais do prior, enquanto nós, os peixes, morríamos nos cus de Judas uns após outros, tocava-se um fio de tropeçar, uma granada pulava e dividia-nos ao meio, trás, o enfermeiro sentado na picada fitava estupefacto os próprios intestinos que segurava nas mãos, uma coisa amarela e gorda e repugnante quente nas mãos, o apontador de metralhadora de garganta furada continuava a disparar, chegava-se sem vontade de combater ninguém, tolhido de medo, e depois das primeiras baixas saía-se para a mata por raiva na ânsia de vingar a perna do Ferreira e o corpo mole e de repente sem ossos do Macaco, (...)

Porque la vida de por sí es azarosa y dada a jugarnos malas pasadas, pero además porque en un país como éste, cruzado de arriba a abajo por una maciza cordillera, las carreteras, por lo general en mal estado, se entorchan y se encabritan bordeando abismos y por si eso fuera poco, son tomadas un día sí y otro también por los militares, los paramilitares o los enguerrillados, que te secuestran, te matan o te agreden con granadas, a patadas, con ráfagas, con explosivos, cazabobos, mina antipersonal o ataque masivo con pipetas de gas.

amadurecer (v.): é saber admitir que errei com quem eu amo e parar de jogar a culpa no destino e no medo. é não fugir de certas memórias e voltar a ouvir a banda que eu evitava por causa de outra pessoa. é aprender o real valor dos nossos pais. é perceber que, infelizmente, nem tudo tem conserto. é endurecer a alma. é viver o suficiente para aprender que sou uma versão melhor de mim não pela quantidade de vezes que acertei, mas pela quantidade de vezes que errei.

un tipo que nació en Granada con el proletario nombre de Julio María de la Luz Claudio Francisco de Asís Elías Nicolás José Santiago Gaspar de Todos los Santos Quesada-Cañaveral y Piédrola Osorio Spínola y Blake. Ya ven, todo esto para que te acaben llamando Julito.

left Granada behind and climbed over the pass of Suspiro del Moro, the Moor’s sigh, where the last Muslim king had turned to weep as he was exiled forever from his beloved city. Little wonder.

il poema di Pedro Manrique, La victoria (1573), cit. in A. Cioranesco, Un poème inconnu de don Pedro Manrique, in Mélanges Mario Roques, Paris 1982, 37-49, 46: «el tercio qu’es de Napoles famosa – le tray don Pedro illustre de Padilla [...]. El de Siçilia [...] le tray don Diego Enriquez [...]. Va don Miguel antiguo de Moncada – con gente catalana y de Valençia, don Lope con la gente de Granada».

Percibí su olor como la arremetida de un ariete, el estallido de una granada. No había una imagen lo bastante violenta para abarcar toda la fuerza de lo que me sucedió en ese momento.

After your Highnesses ended the war of the Moors who reigned in Europe, and finished the war of the great city of Granada, where this present year [1492] on the 2nd January I saw the royal banners of Your Highnesses planted by force of arms on the towers of the Alhambra, which is the fortress of the said city, I saw the Moorish sultan issue from the gates of the said city, and kiss the royal hands of Your Highnesses …

Granada, Peace, Precious Platinum, Duet, Color Magic and First Prize. Floribundas — Europeana, Cherish, Simplicity,

Grandiflora Roses — Fragrant Cloud, Lady X, Pink Parfait, Pristine, Swarthmore, First Prize, Granada, Mister

(Fragmentos de Montevideo o la Nueva Troya, de Alejandro Dumas. París, 1850.) Por su parte, las mujeres de Buenos Aires tienen la pretensión de ser las más bellas mujeres de la América meridional, desde el estrecho de Lemaire hasta las riberas del Amazonas. ¿Queréis saber los nombres de las que reclaman el cetro de la belleza del otro lado del Atlántico, oh despreocupadas parisienses que creéis que no puede haber mujer más hermosa más allá de la barrera de Versailles o de Fontainebleau? Pues bien, ellas son, para Buenos Aires, las señoras Agustina Rosas, Pepa Lavalle y Martina Lynch. Puede ser, en efecto, que el rostro de las mujeres de Montevideo sea menos deslumbrante que el de sus vecinas, pero sus formas son maravillosas, y sus pies, sus manos, sus torneadas figuras parecen haber sido pedidas en préstamo directamente a Sevilla o a Granada, pues hay allí una variedad que, en muchos casos, llega a la perfección. Y Montevideo, la ciudad europea, os mostrará con orgullo a Matilde Stewart, a Nazarea Rucker y a Clementina Batlle, es decir, tres tipos, o más bien dicho tres modelos de raza: raza escocesa, raza alemana, raza catalana.

El hombre de Buenos Aires tiene la pretensión de ser el primero de América en elegancia. Se enardece y se aplaca con la misma facilidad y tiene más imaginación que su rival. Los primeros poetas que conoció América nacieron en Buenos Aires: Varela, Lafinur, Domínguez y Mármol son poetas porteños. El hombre de Montevideo es menos poético, más calmo; más firme en sus resoluciones, en sus proyectos. Si su rival pretende ser el primero en elegancia, él cree ser el primero en valentía. Entre sus poetas se encuentran los nombres de Hidalgo, de Berro, de Figueroa, de Juan Carlos Gómez. Por su parte, las mujeres de Buenos Aires tienen la pretensión de ser las más bellas mujeres de la América meridional, desde el estrecho de Lemaire[5] hasta las riberas del Amazonas. ¿Queréis saber los nombres de las que reclaman el cetro de la belleza del otro lado del Atlántico, oh despreocupadas parisienses que creéis que no puede haber mujer más hermosa más allá de la barrera de Versailles o de Fontainebleau? Pues bien, ellas son, para Buenos Aires, las señoras Agustina Rosas, Pepa Lavalle y Martina Linche[6] . Puede ser, en efecto, que el rostro de las mujeres de Montevideo sea menos deslumbrante que el de sus vecinas, pero sus formas son maravillosas, y sus pies, sus manos, sus torneadas figuras parecen haber sido pedidas en préstamo directamente a Sevilla o a Granada, pues hay allí una variedad que, en muchos casos, llega a la perfección. Y Montevideo, la ciudad europea, os mostrará con orgullo a Matilde Stewart, a Nazarea Rucker y a Clementina Batlle, es decir, tres tipos, o más bien dicho tres modelos de raza: raza escocesa, raza alemana, raza catalana. Así pues, hay entre ambos países: Rivalidad de coraje y de elegancia para los hombres. Rivalidad de belleza, de gracia y de formas para las mujeres. Rivalidad de talentos para los poetas, esos hermafroditas de la sociedad, irritables como los hombres, caprichosos como las mujeres, y, con todo eso, inocentes casi siempre, como los niños. Había, pues, como se ve, por todo lo que venimos diciendo, causas suficientes de ruptura entre Artigas y Alvear, entre los hombres de Montevideo y los de Buenos Aires.

[...] avanzo por la calles con una granada en la mano, acompañado de niños. «Que se vayan» les grito, «no sigan detrás, eso nos estalla a todos»

This event ushered in a deepening in the soul of Louis of Granada. More and more he realized that prayer, rather than study, is the way to true spiritual knowledge of Christ. He saw more clearly that his goal should be to live the life of Christ within his own soul, and then to preach Christ to others. He even began to have a distaste for study.

Conference of the Birds inspired some of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales and gave the Swiss the legend of William Tell. Chaucer had been dead for almost a hundred years when the Spanish reconquest of Granada in 1492

The coast at the point at which he reached it seemed specially designed by nature for his favorable and auspicious reception. There lay before him what seemed the estuary of a large and beautiful river, free from rocks or other impediments, and with a very gentle current. It had an ample depth of water for his vessels, and was sufficiently broad, even at a considerable distance inland, for them to beat about in. It was encircled by lofty and picturesque hills, the aspect of which reminded him of the "Pena de los Enamorados" near Granada, in Spain; and upon the summit of one of them was what he described as another little hill, shaped like a graceful mosque.

Therefore, to contemplate the glory of God, man must close his eyes to earthly things, which bear no proportion to this supreme Being.

In fact, it is known from tales brought back by missionaries that the Japanese version of The Sinner's Guide was one of the bullwarks that sustained the faith of the Japanese Catholics during two centuries of terrible persecution, when both in Europe and Japan, Japanese Christianity was believed dead. In 1865, when missionaries were again allowed into Japan, missionary Father Bernard Petitjean was astonished to find in the hills around Nagasaki thousands of Japanese Catholics who had kept the Faith, hidden but vital, without priests, for over 200 years! Immense was the joy of these faithful ones at once again having a Catholic priest among them. The Sinner's Guide had played a providential role in sustaining the Faith in their souls during that trying time.

Other terrorists around the world did what Gregory wanted. They hijacked passenger planes and the occasional cruise ship, bombed places where people gathered, blew up buses and trains, assassinated various world leaders, but the United States and other Western powers barely did anything about it. The United States did retaliate against Libya for bombing a nightclub in Berlin, but in general, the United States seemed more interested in bringing down the Soviet Union and interfering in Central America. This was because a couple of Reagan’s advisers, the Vice President, and one member of his Cabinet, were paid by Gregory to re-direct the President to other activities, which were hobby wars in places like Granada. Gregory even had the United States supply weapons to the Taliban in Afghanistan so they could fight the Soviet Union, and Gregory knew that doing so would eventually come back and bite the United States.

That you may not be discouraged, bear in mind that the prize for which you are striving is worth more than all you can ever give to purchase it. Remember that you have powerful defenders ever near you. Against the assaults of corrupt nature you have God's grace. Against the snares of the devil you have the almighty power of God. Against the allurements of evil habits you have the force of good habits confirmed by grace. Against a multitude of evil spirits you have numberless angels of light. Against the bad example and persecutions of the world you have the good example and strengthening exhortations of the saints. Against the sinful pleasures and vain joys of the world you have the pure joys and ineffable consolations of the Holy Ghost.   Is it not evident that all that are for you are stronger than all that are against you? Is not God stronger than the devil? Is not grace superior to nature? Are not the good angels more powerful than the fallen legions of Satan? Are not the pure and ineffable joys of the soul far more delightful than the gross pleasures of sense and the vain amusements of the world?

But why seek in Scripture various names? Cannot every name expressive of good be applied to Our Saviour? Does not he who seeks and loves Him find in Him the fulfillment of all his desires? Hence, St. Ambrose says, "We possess all things in Christ, or rather Christ is all things to us. If you would be healed of your wounds, He is a Physician; if you thirst, He is a living Fountain; if you fear death, He is your Life; if you are weary of the burden of sin, He is your Justification; if you hate darkness, He is uncreated Light; if you would reach Heaven, He is the Way; if you hunger, He is your Food." (De Virg. L.3). Behold how numerous are the titles which represent this one and indivisible God, who is all things to us for the healing of our innumerable infirmities.

And what is this hundredfold which the just receive in this life? Honors, riches, titles, and dignities are not their portion; the greater number of the just lead hidden, obscure lives, forgotten by the world and overwhelmed with infirmities. How, then, does God fulfill His infallible promise to give them a hundredfold even in this life? Ah! It is not with the perishable goods of this world that He will reward His servants.   Joy and peace and happiness are the spiritual treasures with which the liberality of our God enriches those who love Him. These are the blessings which the world does not know, and which the wealth of the world can never buy. And how fitting this is; for as man does not live by bread alone, so the craving of his soul cannot be satisfied by anything short of spiritual blessings.   Study the lives of the saints, and you will see that they have received the hundredfold promised in this life. In exchange for the false riches which they forsook, they received true riches which they can bear with them to eternity. For the turmoil and conflicts of the world, they received that "peace which surpasseth all understanding." Their tears, their fasting, and their prayers brought them more joy and consolation than they could ever hope to obtain from the fleeting pleasures of this life.

Finally, prudence enlightens us concerning the snares of the enemy, counseling us, in the words of the Apostles, "to try spirits if they be of God," "for Satan transformeth himself into an angel of light." (1Jn. 4:1 and 2Cor. 11:14). There is no temptation more to be feared than one which presents itself under the mask of virtue, and there is none which the devil more frequently employs to deceive pious souls.

The first thing to be done for the reformation of the body is to put a rigorous curb on the appetites and to refrain from immoderate indulgence of any of the senses. As myrrh, which is an exceedingly bitter substance, preserves the body from corruption after death, so mortification preserves it during life from the corruption of vice.

Add to these considerations the thought of the sufferings of the martyrs, and the fasts and mortifications of the saints, Think, too, of your many sins which must be expiated; of the pains of Purgatory; of the torments of Hell. Each of these things will tell you how necessary it is to take up the cross, to overcome your appetites, and to do penance for the sinful gratifications of the past. Remember, then, the duty of self-denial; prepare for your necessary meals with such reflections before your mind, and you will see how easy it will be to observe the rules of moderation and sobriety.

St. Jerome says that wine and youth are two incentives to impurity. (Ad Eustoch, de Cust. Virg.). Wine is to youth what fuel is to fire. As oil poured upon the flames only increases their intensity, so wine, like a violent conflagration, heats the blood, enkindling and exciting the passions to the highest pitch of folly and madness. Witness the excesses into which man is led by hatred, love, revenge, and other passions, when stimulated by intoxicating liquors. The natural effect of this fatal indulgence is to counteract all the results of the moral virtues. These subdue and control the baser passions, but wine excites and urges them to the wildest licentiousness. Judge, therefore, with what vigilance you should guard against the attacks of such an enemy.

This is why our soul is represented sometimes as a vine needing the careful pruning of the husbandman; sometimes as a garden from which the gardener must diligently uproot the weeds of vice to give place to the plants of virtues. It should be the principal occupation of our lives, therefore, to cultivate this garden, ruthlessly plucking from our soul all that can choke the growth of good.

What is this brightness – with which God fills the soul of the just – but that clear knowledge of all that is necessary for salvation? He shows them the beauty of virtue and the deformity of vice. He reveals to them the vanity of this world, the treasures of grace, the greatness of eternal glory, and the sweetness of the consolations of the Holy Spirit. He teaches them to apprehend the goodness of God, the malice of the evil one, the shortness of life, and the fatal error of those whose hopes are centered in this world alone. Hence the equanimity of the just. They are neither puffed up by prosperity nor cast down by adversity. "A holy man," says Solomon, "continueth in wisdom as the sun, but a fool is changed as the moon." (Ecclus. 27:12). Unmoved by the winds of false doctrine, the just man continues steadfast in Christ, immovable in charity, unswerving in faith.

Nor should this surprise us when we consider with what care God provides even the brute creation with all that is necessary for the maintenance of life. For whence is that natural instinct which teaches the sheep to distinguish among plants those which are poisonous and those which are wholesome? Who has taught them to run from the wolf and to follow the dog? Was it not God, the Author of nature? Since, then, God endows the brute creation with the discernment necessary for the preservation of animal life, have we not much more reason to feel that He will communicate to the just the knowledge necessary for the maintenance of their spiritual life?

Since it is the property and function of grace to make us virtuous, we must love virtue and abhor sin, which we cannot do if the understanding be not divinely enlightened to discern the malice of sin and the beauty of virtue. For the will, according to philosophers and theologians, is a blind faculty, incapable of acting without the guidance of the intellect, which points out the good it should choose and love, and the evil it should reject and hate. The same is true of fear, of hope, and of hatred for sin. We can never acquire these sentiments without a just knowledge of the goodness of God and the malice of sin.

Hence it is that they who serve God very often find more pleasure, even sensible pleasure, in recollection, silence, pious reading, meditation, prayer, and other devout exercises, than in any worldly amusement. In this happy state the work of subduing the flesh is rendered very easy. Weakened as it is, the attacks it makes on us serve only as occasions of new conquests and new merits. Nevertheless, the ease with which we win these victories should not disarm our prudence or render us less vigilant in guarding the senses as long as we are on earth, however perfectly the flesh may be mortified.

When inflamed with this divine fire, the soul longs to be freed from her prison of clay. She waters her bread with her tears, that the hour of her deliverance may not be delayed. She mourns that she has learned so late the enjoyment of these treasures which God has prepared for all men. She longs to proclaim them in public places, crying to the deluded victims of this world, "O unhappy people, senseless men! Whither are you hastening? What is the object of your search? Why will you not seek happiness at its source? Taste and see that the Lord is sweet; blessed is the man that hopeth in him." (Ps. 33:9).

We find still another figure of this truth in the Old Testament, where God commanded the first and the last days of the week to be observed with particular solemnity, thus teaching us that He rejoices with His children in the beginning as well as in the consummation of their perfection. Those who are entering the path of virtue are treated by God with the tenderness and consideration which are shown to children. The affection of a mother for her younger sons is not greater than that which she bears those of riper years, yet she tenderly carries the little ones in her arms, and leaves the older ones to walk by themselves. The latter are sometimes obliged to earn their food before it is given them, while the little ones not only receive it unsolicited, but are tenderly fed. This is a faint image of the loving care with which God surrounds those who are beginning to serve Him.

Be no less watchful in protecting your ears from impure discourses. If unbecoming words are uttered in your presence, testify your displeasure by at least a grave and serious countenance; for what we hear with pleasure we learn to do with complacency. Guard with equal care your tongue. Let no immodest words escape you; for "evil communications," says the Apostle, "corrupt good morals." (1Cor. 15:33). A man's conversation discovers his inclination, for, to quote the words of the Gospel, from the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.

Hate no man. Love your friends in God, and your enemies for God. He so loved you while you were still His enemy that He shed the last drop of His Blood to save you from the tyranny of your sins.   Your neighbor may be wicked, but that is no reason for hating him. In such a case imitate the example of a wise physician, who loves his patient, but hates his disease. We must abhor sin, which is the work of man, but we must always love our neighbor, who is the work of God. Never say in your heart: "What is my neighbor to me? I owe him nothing. We are bound by no ties of blood or interest. He has never done me a favor, but has probably injured me." Reflect rather on the benefits which God unceasingly bestows upon you, and remember that all He asks in return is that you be charitable and generous, not to Him, for He has no need of you or your possessions, but to your neighbor, whom He has recommended to your love.

CHAPTER 38   Venial Sins       Though the sins of which we have been treating are those which we should avoid with most care, yet do not think that you are dispensed from vigilance in regard to venial sins. I conjure you not to be one of those ungenerous Christians who make no scruple of committing a sin because it is venial. Remember these words of Holy Scripture: "He that contemneth small things shall fall by little and little." (Ecclus. 19:1). "Do not despise venial sins because they appear trifling," says St. Augustine, "but fear them because they are numerous. Small animals in large numbers can kill a man. Grains of sand are very small, yet, if accumulated, they can sink a ship. Drops of water are very small, yet how often they become a mighty river, a raging torrent, sweeping everything before them!

St. Augustine observes, "He is a profoundly hidden God, yet everywhere present; He is essentially strength and beauty; He is immutable and incomprehensible; He is beyond all space, yet fills all the universe; invisible, yet manifest to all creatures; producing all motion, yet is Himself immovable; always in action, yet ever at rest, He fills all things and is circumscribed by nothing; He provides for all things without the least solicitude; He is great without quantity, therefore He is immense; He is good without qualification, and therefore He is the Supreme Good." (Meditations, 19 and 20).

The effect of this fear is not only to make us avoid actions that are positively sinful, but even those that may lead us into evil or endanger our virtue. These words of Job, "I feared all my works, knowing that thou didst not spare the offender" (Job 9:28), testify how deeply this sentiment was imprinted in his soul.   If we are penetrated with this salutary fear it will be manifest in our bearing when we enter God's house, and particularly in the presence of the Blessed Sacrament. We shall beware of irreverently talking or gazing about us as it we were unconscious of the dread Majesty in whose temple we are.   The love of God, as we have already said, is the first source of this fear. Servile fear, however, which is the fear, not of a son, but of a slave, is, in a measure, profitable, for it introduces filial fear as the needle introduces the thread. But we shall strengthen and confirm this sentiment of holy fear by reflecting upon the incomprehensible majesty of God, the severity of His judgments, the rigor of His justice, the multitude of our sins, and particularly our resistance to divine inspirations.

Above all, consider the merits and sufferings of Christ, which are our principal title to God's grace and mercy, and which form the treasure whence the Church supplies the necessities of her children. It was from a confidence inspired by such motives that the saints drew that strength which rendered them as firm as Mount Sion, and established them in the holy city whence they never could be moved. (Cf. Ps. 124:1). Yet, notwithstanding these powerful reasons for hope, it is deplorable that this virtue should still be so weak in us. We lose heart at the first appearance of danger, and go down into Egypt hoping for help from Pharaoh (Cf. Is. 30:2) – that is, we turn to creatures instead of God. There are many servants of God who zealously devote themselves to fasting, prayer, and almsgiving, but few who possess the confidence with which the virtuous ï Susanna was animated, even when condemned to death and led to execution. (Cf. Dan. 13). Read the Holy Scriptures, particularly the Psalms and the writings of the prophets, and you will find abundant motives for unfailing hope in God.

When man rebelled against God, the passions rebelled against reason – and from this arose all the difficulties which we encounter in the practice of virtue. Thus we see that many who appreciate virtue refuse to practice it, just as sick men earnestly desire health, but refuse the unpalatable remedies which alone would restore it. As this repugnance is the principal barrier to virtue, which, when known, is always valued and loved, if we succeed in proving that there is little foundation for such repugnance we shall have accomplished a good work.

Tell me, you who claim to be a Christian, why did Christ come into the world? Why did He shed His Blood? Why did He institute the sacraments? Why did He send down the Holy Ghost? What is the meaning of the Gospel, of grace, of the name of Jesus, whom you adore? If you know not, hear the angel who says, "Thou shalt call his name Jesus, for he shall save his people from their sins." (Matt. 1:21).   Now, what is saving from sin, if not obtaining the pardon of past faults and the grace to avoid others in the future? What was the end of Our Saviour's coming, if not to help you in the work of your salvation? Did He not die on the cross to destroy sin? Did He not rise from the dead to enable you to rise to a life of grace? Why did He shed His Blood, if not to heal the wounds of your soul? Why did He institute the sacraments, if not to strengthen you against sin? Did not His coming render the way to Heaven smooth and straight, according to that of Isaias, who said, in prophesying of Him, "The crooked shall become straight, and the rough ways plain"? (Is. 40:4). Why did He send the Holy Spirit, if not to change you from flesh into spirit? Why did He send Him under the form of fire but to enlighten you, to inflame you, and to transform you into Himself, that thus your soul might be fitted for His own divine kingdom?

But, perhaps, you will still object that your sins are so numerous that God must refuse you His grace. Away with such a thought! It is one of the greatest insults you could offer to God. By it you virtually say either that God cannot or will not assist His creatures when they implore His aid. Do not yield to such a blasphemy. Rather let your prayer be, with St. Augustine, "Give me grace, Lord, to do what Thou commandest, and command what Thou pleasest." (Conf. L.10,31). This prayer will always be answered, for God is ever ready to cooperate with man in doing good. God is the principal cause, man is the secondary. God aids man, as a painter aids a pupil whose hand he guides, that he may produce a perfect work. Both concur in the labor, but equal honor is not due to both. Thus does God deal with man, without prejudice to his free will. When the work, therefore, is accomplished, he glorifies God, and not himself, saying with the prophet, "Thou, Lord, hast wrought all our works for us." (Is. 26:12).

It is a law of nature that nothing great is accomplished without labor and trouble, You will no sooner have resolved to give yourself to God than Hell will send out its forces against you.

Take a lesson from the carpenter, who, when he wishes to drive a large nail, is not satisfied with giving it a few strokes, but continues hammering until he is sure it is firmly fastened. You must imitate him, if you would firmly implant this resolution in your soul. Be not satisfied with renewing it from time to time, but daily take advantage of all the opportunities afforded you in meditation, in reading, in what you see or hear, to fix this horror of sin more deeply in your soul.

spirits.   The reason for this is because the first source of sin is error in the understanding, which is the natural guide and counselor of the will. Consequently, the chief endeavor of the devil is to darken the understanding, and thus draw the will into the same error. Thus he clothes evil with the appearance of good, and presents vice under the mask of virtue, that we may regard it as a counsel of reason rather than a temptation of the enemy. When we are tempted to pride, anger, ambition, or revenge, he strives to make us believe that our desire is just, and that not to follow it is to act against the dictates of reason. Man, therefore, must have eyes to perceive the perfidious hook which is concealed beneath the tempting bait, that he may not be misled by vain appearances.

What a subject is this for our contemplation! "The same fire," says St. Chrysostom, "which purifies gold, consumes wood; so in the fire of tribulation the just acquire new beauty and perfection, while the wicked, like dry wood, are reduced to ashes." (Hom.14 in Matt.1). St. Cyprian expresses the same thought by another illustration: "As the wind in harvest time scatters the chaff but cleanses the wheat, so the winds of adversity scatter the wicked but purify the just." (De Unitate Eccl.).   The passage of the children of Israel through the Red Sea is still another figure of the same truth. Like protecting walls the waters rose on each side of the people, and gave them a safe passage to the dry land; but as soon as the Egyptian army with its king and chariots had entered the watery breach, the same waves closed upon them and buried them in the sea. In like manner the waters of tribulation are a preservation to the just, while to the wicked they are a tempestuous gulf which sweeps them into the abyss of rage, of blasphemy, and of despair.

Consider also that the fellow creature whom you hate is either a just man or a sinner. If a just man, it is certainly a great misfortune to be the declared enemy of a friend of God. If a sinner, it is no less deplorable that you should undertake to punish the malice of another by plunging your own soul into sin. And if your neighbor in his turn seeks vengeance for the injury you inflict upon him, where will your enmities end? Will there be any peace on the earth?   The Apostle teaches us a more noble revenge when he tells us "not to be overcome by evil, but to overcome evil by good" (Rom. 12:21 ) – that is, to triumph by our virtues over .the vices of our brethren. In endeavoring to bc revenged upon a fellow creature you are often disappointed and vanquished by anger itself. But if you overcome your passion, you gain a more glorious victory than he who conquers a city. Our noblest triumph is won by subduing ourselves, by subjecting our passions to the empire of reason,

Three of the deadly sins, lust, gluttony, and sloth, spring from love of pleasure, pride springs from love of honors, and covetousness from love of riches. The remaining two, anger and envy, serve all these unlawful loves. Anger is aroused by any obstacle which prevents us from attaining what we desire, and envy is excited when we behold anyone possessing what our self-love claims. These are the three roots of the seven deadly sins, and consequently of all the others.

A humble sinner is less displeasing in His sight than a proud just man, if one who is proud can be called just.

Nor are the ravages of this vice confined only to man himself. They extend to all his possessions. There is no revenue so great that the exactions and follies of impurity will not exhaust; for it is closely allied to gluttony, and these two vices combine to ruin their victim. Men given to impurity are generally addicted to intemperance, and squander their substance iri rich apparel and sumptuous living. Moreover, their impure idols are insatiable in their demands for costly jewels, rich adornments, rare perfumes, which gifts they love much better than they love the donors, their unfortunate victims. The example of the prodigal son, exhausting his inheritance in these pleasures, shows how terrible is such a passion.

If you are sometimes wounded, beware of throwing away your arms and surrendering in dismay. Rather, imitate those brave warriors whom the shame of defeat spurs to more heroic resistance and greater deeds of valor. Thus you will rise from a fall with new strength. You will see the enemy to whom you were formerly submitted now flying before you. And if, as it may happen in battle, you are repeatedly wounded, do not lose heart, but remember that the valor of a soldier does not consist in escaping wounds, but in never surrendering. We do not call a combatant defeated when he is covered with wounds, but when he loses courage and abandons the field. And when you are wounded lose no time in applying a remedy; for one wound is more easily cured than two, and a fresh wound more quickly than one that has been inflamed by neglect. Do not be satisfied with resisting temptation, but gather from it greater incentives to virtue, and with the assistance of God's grace you will reap profit rather than harm from the attacks of the enemy.

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Alhambra Welcome, the water’s voice To one whom black sand overwhelmed, Welcome, to the curved hand The smooth column of the marble, Welcome, slender labyrinths of water Between the lemon trees, Welcome the melodious zéjel, Welcome is love, welcome the prayer Offered to a God who is One, Welcome the jasmine. Vain the scimitar Against the long lances of the host, Vain to be the best. Good to know, foreknow, grieving king, That your courtesies are farewells, That the key will be denied you, The infidels’ cross eclipse the moon, The afternoon you gaze on prove your last. Granada, 1976.

The books must be read, not seen in a movie.

Women are much more than men in touch with their emotional intelligence. That explains why women read fiction books while men stick to the user manuals.

Throughout the history of mankind, there have been two kinds of people; those who write the books and those who burn them. The rest of us are only bystanders.

La amaba por que era linda, fresca, gallarda; por que su hermosura atractiva y voluptuosa, su opulencia de formas, su andar lánguido y provocador, sus ojos ardientes y negros, sus labios de granada, su acento armonioso y blando, todo ejercía un imperio terrible sobre sus sentidos

The traveler wishing to observe Islamic Spain has his choice of two cities, Granada with its Alhambra or Córdoba with its Great Mosque (in Spanish Mezquita). Of the two former is be a considerable degree the more exciting and also the easier to absorb for its buildings, gardens and geographic settings are immediately recognizable as significant. It would take a dull man to miss the point of Granada, for its Alhambra is a museum of Islamic memories.

Gregorio Angulo y Ante, fue un ferviente realista criollo como otros miembros de su familia, natural de Popayán (1759) Presidencia de Quito, Virreynato de Nueva Granada, su gentilicio es quitense, muchas veces funcionario público, desde alcalde ordinario de Popayán, hasta procurador, pasando por jefe de la compañía de Dragones con grado de capitán; cuñado de Francisco José de Caldas “el sabio”, por ser esposo de su hermana Gertrudis Caldas; y quien en la célebre masacre quiteña del 2 de agosto de 1810, al enterarse de que varios separatistas habían asaltado el cuartel donde se hallaba alojado el regimiento “real de Lima”, se encaminó al contiguo cuartel de Santa Fe y ordenó que con el también famoso cañonazo se abriera la pared divisoria entre los dos cuarteles, para que bajo sus órdenes el Santa Fe pidiera irse encima de los presos y así iniciara la masacre perpetrada por una prácticamente totalidad de soldados americanos, criollos, pardos (estos tratados por muchos historiadores ecuatorianos con un desprecio racista único) y mestizos, demostrando así, una vez más, el carácter de Guerra Civil que mantuvo toda la conflagración para separar a los reinos hispánicos americanos de los peninsulares.

Islamic Paradise Garden,” the

—¿Leyó mis poesías? — consultó indicándome una silla. Poesías. Margarito hablaba de poesías y no de poemas. Un sujeto lleno de pistolas y granadas no puede decir poesías sin que suene ridículo y amariconado. Entonces aquel tipo me dio asco, y decidí que si meaba sangre, siseaba al hablar y podía cargar baterías con sólo tocarlas, no iba a rebajarme adulando a un milico maricón y ladrón del talento ajeno.

Sóc una granada i en algún moment esclataré i m'agradaria minimitzar les víctimes.

The most striking fact concerning the pharmacological manuals is that the majority of them were written in al-Andalus (az-ZahrawI, Ibn Beklaresh, Ibn ‘Abdun), or by writers of Andalusian birth working in the Middle East (Maimonides, Ibn al-Baitar). It is likely that a substantial body of speakers of a variety of Berber akin to Tashelhit lived in al-Andalus, and that al-Andalus is the place where this language was first committed to writing. [29] That there were indeed Berbers in Spain who spoke a Tashelhit-like language is shown by the fact that at the end of the 15th century, as a consequence of the reconquista, a group or groups of berberophones are known to have migrated from Spain to the Sous in southern Morocco, where they became known as the ‘people of the ship’ (ayt uyrrabu). One of them is Sa‘id al-Kurrami (Seid Ak'w'rramu, d. 882/1477-8), who is reputed to be the last surviving Berber scholar who had received his schooling in Granada.[30] The Andalusian Arabic loanwords which are still found in Tashelhit, such as Imri ‘mirror’, Ikiyd ‘paper’, lixrt ‘hereafter’, ssisit ‘bonnet’, etc., also point to a connection between Tashelhit and al-Andalus. 29. On Berbers in al-Andalus in general see de Felipe, 1993 and 1997. (DE Felipe, Helena. 1993. ‘Berbers in the Maghreb and al-Andalus: Settlements and Toponomy.’ The Maghreb Review XVIII, pp. 57-62. ) 30. Cf. Justinard, 1933, pp. 220-224. "MEDIEVAL BERBER ORTHOGRAPHY" - MELANGES OFFERTS A KARL-G. PRASSE (pp. 357-377).

Tis plain, that she who, for a kingdom now,Would sacrifice her love, and break her vow,Not out of love, but interest, acts alone,And would, ev’n in my arms, lie thinking of a throne.Dryden’sConquest of Granada.

The king and queen are preparing an expulsion order—” David sucked in his breath. “Yes, even as we have feared. They have taken the capitulation of Granada as a sign of divine will that Spain be a Christian country. It is, then, their intention to thank God for their victory by declaring Spain a land where no Jew may remain. The choice is to convert, or depart. They have hatched this plan in secret, but finally the queen has confided it to her old friend Don Seneor.” “But how could the king and queen do such a thing as this? It is Jewish money—or at least Jewish money raising—that has secured them the victory over the Moors!” “We have been milked, my brother. And now, like a dry cow, we are to be dispatched to the slaughterhouse.

We find the same beautiful variety in the works of nature, where the Sovereign Creator wisely apportions all gifts or qualities so that the lack of one perfection is compensated by the possession of another. The peacock, which has a most discordant note, possesses a beautiful plumage; the nightingale delights the ear, but has no charms for the eye; the horse bears us where we will and is valuable in camp and field, but is rarely used for food; the ox is useful for farm and table, but has scarcely any other qualities to recommend him; fruit trees give us food, but have little value for building; forest trees yield no fruit, but afford us the necessary material for erecting our dwellings. Thus we do not find all qualities or all perfections united in one creature, but that variety among them which constitutes the beauty of nature and binds them to one another by a mutual and necessary dependence.

Behold the cause of the destruction of the many souls who daily perish ! St. Bernard said with tears that there was hardly one ship out of ten lost on the sea, but on the ocean of life there is hardly one soul saved out of ten. Who, then, will not tremble in the midst of so many perils?

that envying the prosperity of others does not alleviate your own misery, but rather increases it.

Haití se ha independizado de Francia; la Nueva Granada ha quedado libre en la batalla de Boyacá dirigida por Bolívar, y Venezuela en la de Carabobo, asimismo comandada por el Libertador. Sucre ha conquistado la liberación del Ecuador en Pichincha. Al sur de América, las provincias del Río de la Plata y Chile, han sido también convertidas en Repúblicas autónomas. La propia España, por su parte, ha expulsado, con la ayuda de los ingleses, a las tropas napoleónicas y ha redactado una Constitución Liberal –Cortes de Cádiz, 1812–, en que han intervenido delegados americanos; pero esta novedad se presenta demasiado tarde y no logra detener la lucha por la independencia del Nuevo Mundo hispano. Por esos años, hay aspectos estrictamente negativos: algunos grandes han sido sacrificados: Francisco de Miranda muere en Cádiz, prisionero de los españoles (era mayor que Robinson con veinte años); en México han perecido, ajusticiados por la monarquía hispana, los clérigos libertadores Miguel Hidalgo y José María Morelos. Cuba no ha encontrado vía para su liberación. Robinson es testigo de la expansión del pensamiento político liberal en Europa. Pero, cerrado el ciclo napoleónico en Waterloo (1815), esa doctrina empieza a tambalear. Metternich encarna la reacción. Empiezan las rebeliones en Nápoles, Rusia, Francia, Portugal, Alemania, Grecia. Se hace, así, un contraste, se plasma la dicotomía: mientras en el Viejo Mundo aparece y se ensancha la crisis, con mengua del liberalismo, en América hispana este credo avanza y se fortalece, en tanto que se multiplican los éxitos bélicos contra España.

El Libertador pensó, sin hallar eco ni apoyo, en una capital situada entre Maracaibo y Cúcuta, de nueva fundación, a la que se hubiese dado el nombre de Las Casas. En segundo lugar, la tradición colonial, larga de tres siglos en esas tres regiones, correspondía a entidades étnicas diferentes, por causa del ser indígena distinto. Los colonizadores eran unos mismos; en cambio, el indio caribe se alejaba mucho del chibcha neogranadino y del inca ecuatoriano. En consecuencia, el mestizaje fijó características diferenciales que propiciaron, de hecho, distanciamiento. Aparte de que la propia forma de régimen hispano –de Capitanía General en Venezuela, de Virreinato en la Nueva Granada y de Real Audiencia en el Sur– había estructurado paulatinamente una suerte de conciencia regional, muy cercana a la personalidad inconfundible.

Para la música crearon su centro el Padre Sojo y Juan Manuel Olivares (1770): en él aprenderá Cayetano Carreño, y de él saldrán certeramente orientados los compositores José Ángel Lamas, Lino Gallardo, Juan Landaeta y otros. Quizás esta realización noble fue la de mayor eficacia en el dieciocho, en Caracas; de ahí en adelante, Venezuela seguirá distinguiéndose, ante América, por el arte musical más que por las otras expresiones estéticas en que han sobresalido otras zonas: el Ecuador, en la pintura y escultura; México, la Nueva Granada, en pintura.

But I seek a light exceeding all light, which the eyes cannot see; a voice sweeter than all sound, which the ear cannot hear; a sweetness above all sweetness, which the tongue cannot taste; a fragrance above all fragrance, which the senses cannot perceive; a mysterious and divine embrace, which the body cannot feel. For this light shines without radiance, this voice is heard without striking the air, this fragrance is perceived though the wind does not bear it, this taste inebriates with no palate to relish it, and this embrace is felt in the center of the soul." (Conf., L.10, 6; Solil., c. 31).

Thus, when a rumor arose in 1568 that the Ottoman Turks had finally come to liberate them, formerly “domesticated” and “tamed” Muslims near Granada, “believing that the days under Christian rule were over, went berserk. Priests all over the countryside were attacked, mutilated, or murdered; some were burned alive; one was sewed inside a pig and barbequed; the pretty Christian girls were assiduously raped, some sent off to join the harems of Moroccan and Algerian potentates.

No hay un solo órgano en el cuerpo humano que realice únicamente la tarea que realizaba su prototipo cuando apareció por primera vez hace cientos de millones de años. Los órganos evolucionan para ejecutar una función concreta, pero una vez que existen, pueden adaptarse asimismo para otros usos. La boca, por ejemplo, apareció porque los primitivos organismos pluricelulares necesitaban una manera de incorporar nutrientes a su cuerpo. Todavía usamos la boca para este propósito, pero también la empleamos para besar, hablar y, si somos Rambo, para extraer la anilla de las granadas de mano. ¿Acaso alguno de estos usos es antinatural simplemente porque nuestros antepasados vermiformes de hace 600 millones de años no hacían estas cosas con su boca?

It is only under the plane trees of Granada that la cachucha is danced by eternally young gypsies. Eternally young, like the roses are, because every spring there are new ones.

Pero no eran esos los que querían eliminarlo. Había cuestiones más profundas. Lograda la independencia, cada zona de lucha afrontó sus propios problemas. La Argentina padeció la desmembración de su territorio en tres puntos: la provincia del Paraguay, que se constituyó en República aparte; la oriental del Uruguay, que hizo lo propio; y las dos del Norte, que entraron a integrar, con dos peruanas, la nación Bolivia. La región centroamericana separada de México y rota su unidad, se volverá cinco países. La isla de Haití, fraccionada, hará dos Repúblicas. Y el gran bloque colombiano, estructurado por Bolívar en 1819, en Angostura, está en este momento –mayo de 1830– reduciéndose a pedazos. Venezuela se ha separado ya, radicalmente; el Ecuador acaba de constituirse en soberanía propia, regida por el venezolano Juan José Flores. ¿Quiénes se opusieron a esa desmembración? Bolívar y Sucre. El primero, contra el cual no alcanzaron éxito los puñales en la “noche septembrina” va al destierro –la muerte no le permitirá pasar de San Pedro Alejandrino, en la Nueva Granada–, entregado el poder al nuevo Presidente, el general

The Last Iberian Jews Fig. 3. Decree of Expulsion of the Jews, Granada, March 31, 1492. Manuscript on paper; uncertified copy. Courtesy of Simancas (Valladolid), Archivo General de Simancas (PR 28-6). 24 Spain and Expulsion After Conversion: The Jews, 1391–1492 From the perspective of the Jews, the Catholic Monarchs were like the little girl with a little curl from Longfellow’s nursery rhyme: when they were good they were very, very good, and when they were bad, they were horrid.

The year 1492 was Spain’s annus mirabilis, the year that, more than any other, shaped the country’s destiny and changed the fate of the world. On January 2, one year after Granada had capitulated, ceding the last piece of Muslim soil to Spain, the victorious monarchs marched into the city; on August 3, Columbus set sail for the western seas; and on March 31, the king signed the Edict of Expulsion, ordering all Jews to leave Spain.

Reflect on this. Men act freely when they sin, for no man is forced to do wrong. But when they have fallen they cannot rise without the divine assistance.

LLUNA GRANADA Company, mosseguem la vida! Que l'amor ens ragui els llavis: Farem un pacte de sang quan lluna plena s'ablami! Farem un pacte de sang, una conjura de ràbia que ens faci estalvis del seny que ens té la soga filada! Company, mosseguem la vida sota la lluna granada.

El sable se ha convertido en el esclavo del junco. El noble hijo de Granada es cautivo de una cristiana. Su piel tiene la blancura del jazmín, sus ojos el azul profundo de las noches estrelladas. Bajo su frente dibujada por una diadema sus pestañas son como el aleteo de las golondrinas. Es Zoraya, bella entre las bellas, quien ha domesticado el corazón del príncipe. Y en otro rincón se oía: Sus largas trenzas ==========

Ambos tenemos la rara habilidad de decir las cosas bien, para herir. Encontrar el punto débil dentro de cada uno de nosotros y dar en el blanco con una maldita granada verbal.

It is almost incredible that the malice and blindness of man can go so far; but yet, alas! How many there are who for a base pleasure, for an imaginary point of honor, for a vile and sordid interest, continually offend this Sovereign Goodness! There are others who go further and sin without any of these motives, through pure malice or habit. Oh! Incomprehensible blindness! Oh! More than brute stupidity! Oh! Rashness! Oh! Folly worthy of demons! What is the chastisement proportioned to the crime of those who thus despise their Maker? Surely none other than that which these senseless creatures will receive – the eternal fire of Hell.

He is infinitely wise, infinitely merciful, infinitely just, infinitely good, and, therefore, infinitely worthy to be obeyed, feared, and reverenced by all creatures. Were the human heart capable of infinite homage, infinite love, it should offer them to this supreme Master. For if reverence and homage must be proportioned to the greatness and dignity of him to whom they are offered, then the homage we offer God should, if we were capable of it, be infinite also.   How great, then, is our obligation to love God, had He no other title to our love and service!

In the attack on the Jewish community center in Los Angeles that left 5 people wounded, the killer had “scouted three prominent Jewish institutions in Los Angeles as he looked for places to kill Jews, but found security too tight. He then stumbled on the lesser-known North Valley Jewish Community Center in suburban Granada Hills, they say.”17   [His killer] also has admitted stalking [Yitzhak] Rabin on two previous occasions.... [The killer] tried again in September at a ribbon-cutting ceremony for a new highway interchange, but found security was too tight.18 Each of these brief stories represents a different case where very determined and motivated criminals altered their plans because of increased security.

Chile, fértil provincia y señalada en la región antártica famosa, de remotas naciones respetada por fuerte, principal y poderosa; la gente que produce es tan granada, tan soberbia, gallarda y belicosa, que no ha sido por rey jamás regida ni a extranjero dominio sometida. Alonso exagera, por supuesto, pero los poetas tienen licencia para ello, de otro modo los versos carecerían del necesario vigor. Chile no es tan principal y poderoso, ni su gente es tan granada y gallarda, como él dice, pero estoy de acuerdo en que los mapuche son soberbios y belicosos, no han sido por rey jamás regidos ni a extranjero dominio sometidos.

Yet, notwithstanding these powerful reasons for hope, it is deplorable that this virtue should still be so weak in us. We lose heart at the first appearance of danger, and go down into Egypt hoping for help from Pharaoh (Cf. Is. 30:2) – that is, we turn to creatures instead of God.

Consider also the sufferings which Our Saviour endured from creatures. He was bruised, and buffeted, and spat upon. With what patience He bore the mockery of the multitude! With what resignation he drank the bitter draught of vinegar and gall! How willingly He embraced the death of the cross to deliver us from eternal death! How, then, can you, a vile worm of the earth, presume to complain of sufferings which you have justly merited by your sins – those sins for which the spotless Lamb of God was immolated? He would teach us by His example that unless we strive for the mastery legitimately – that is, courageously and perseveringly – we shall not be crowned. (Cf. 2Tim. 2:5).

St. Gregory: "Remember that the riches you have unlawfully acquired remain in this world, but the sins you committed in obtaining them will accompany you into the next. How great is your folly, then, to leave your profit here and to take only your loss with you-to afford others gratification in this world while you endure everlasting sufferings in the world to come!" (Epist. ad Just).

Medio desnudo, tiritando de fiebre, empezó de pronto a anunciar a gritos, paso por paso, todo lo que iba a hacer en el futuro: la toma inmediata de Angostura, el paso de los Andes hasta liberar a la Nueva Granada y más tarde a Venezuela, para fundar Colombia, y por último la conquista de los inmensos territorios del sur hasta el Perú. «Entonces escalaremos el Chimborazo y plantaremos en las cumbres nevadas el tricolor de la América grande, unida y libre por los siglos de los siglos», concluyó.

Granada is a wicked, sinister place. It was bad enough during the war—but it’s getting worse. Much worse.” “Where do they take the babies?” Rose pulled her shawl tight around her. It wasn’t cold. But what Lola had described chilled her to the core. She pictured Juanita, tucking cloves of garlic under the mattress of Rafaelito’s cradle. Clearly there was something much worse than snakes lurking out there. “They send them to families the government approves of so they’ll grow up as payos, not Gypsies. To save the race. That’s what General Franco says.” It was horribly familiar. Like Hitler all over again. Rose was only too aware of Franco’s Nazi sympathies. But she had never imagined that the evil doctrine of racial purity would outlive Hitler; that in a time of supposed peace, babies would be snatched from their mothers because of their kawlo rat. Their dark blood. “It’s not only the babies they’re

Death will rob you of all your earthly possessions; your works, good and bad, will alone accompany you beyond the tomb. If this dread hour finds you unprepared, great will be your misfortune. All that remains to you will then be distributed into three portions, your body will become the food of worms; your soul the victim of demons, and your wealth the prey of eager and perhaps ungrateful or extravagant heirs.

If anger urges that your enemy does not deserve forgiveness, ask yourself how far you have merited God's pardon. Will you have God exercise only mercy toward you, when you pursue your neighbor with implacable hatred?

Song" The girl with the lovely face, goes, gathering olives. The wind, that towering lover, takes her by the waist. Four riders go by on Andalusian ponies, in azure and emerald suits, in long cloaks of shadow. ‘Come to Cordoba, sweetheart!’ The girl does not listen. Three young bullfighters go by, slim-waisted in suits of orange, with swords of antique silver. ‘Come to Sevilla, sweetheart!’ The girl does not listen. When the twilight purples, with the daylight’s dying, a young man goes by, holding roses, and myrtle of moonlight. ‘Come to Granada, my sweetheart!’ But the girl does not listen. The girl, with the lovely face, goes on gathering olives, while the wind’s grey arms are embracing her waist.

Granada, remember I told you my momma was a weaver?” The girl nodded, sniffling. “Yes, ma’am. In Africa.” “That’s right. All her people, the women, were weavers. The finest anywhere.” Polly paused for a moment to catch her breath. She was weaker than Granada had thought. When Polly began again, her words were too low to be heard. Granada leaned in closer. “She told me the secret … what made them so fine, mother after daughter after granddaughter, all the way down the line.” “What was it, Polly?” “She say, the difference in weavers is, some see the tangle and others see the weave. The ones that can’t take their eyes off the tangle, they never rise above it.” “Yes, ma’am,” Granada said, knowing this was important, trying to understand. “Granada, this here … what happened to me, to you, to Rubina … ain’t nothing but a tangle. It’s the weave you got to remember, Granada. It’s bigger than you and me. It went on before you and me got here. It’ll go on after you and me leave this place and go to wherever it is Rubina is waiting. Just a tangle, Granada.” Her whisper became so small, the girl had to put an ear to Polly’s mouth. Granada felt the parched lips brush against skin. “Yewande, lift your eyes and see!

Apenas Venezuela, unida con la Nueva Granada, podría formar una nación que inspire a las otras la decorosa consideración que le es debida". Por vez primera, en documento trascendente, expone su proyecto de Colombia, que no será realidad sino seis años más tarde.

Entre los que murieron en Carabobo –una gran batalla, la segunda decisiva en todo el lapso de una guerra de ya once años– hubo un negro. Era el guardaespaldas del general Páez y se llamaba Camejo. Páez, en lo recio de la lucha, véle venir en su caballo, como si huyese. –¿Qué te pasa? ¿Tienes miedo? ¿Ya no hay enemigos? Hazte matar; ¡lo ordeno! –Mi general... Sólo vengo a decirle adiós..., porque estoy muerto. Y el negro se desplomó del caballo, para siempre. Venezuela fue libre desde aquel día, a las once y media de la mañana. Tres mil quinientos hombres perdió La Torre. Páez fue ascendido en el propio campo. Esta batalla, y la de Boyacá, que libertó a Nueva Granada, estuvieron dirigidas por Bolívar. El superhéroe en aquella jornada fue el general Páez, que rompió el flanco del enemigo, atenaceándolo luego por la retaguardia.

Nadie ha sido más cruel en Barcelona que Almanzor en 985 que la quemó por completo. Pusieron sus mezquitas y giraldas, y un rey como Fernando III de Castilla no las destruyó. Tampoco los Reyes Católicos tocaron la Alhambra de Granada. En cambio, los invasores musulmanes demolieron en el siglo xii el monumento fenicio a Hércules y cuando cayó el califato de Córdoba destruyeron Medina Azahara. También desterraron a Averroes por considerar su obra peligrosamente heterodoxa. Y en contra de la visión ingenua que convierte a los moriscos en víctimas y a los españoles en verdugos, no hay que olvidar que está históricamente probada la colaboración entre los moriscos de la costa española y los piratas argelinos (desde su base del centro corsario de Cherchel) que golpeaban continuamente a nuestra flota, y que albergaban intenciones de reconquistar al menos parte de España. La España reconquistada podía luchar contra el islam (que la había invadido) pero tenía tiempo para la Escuela de Traductores de Toledo, una tierra de las tres culturas, un Arcipreste de Hita o un Francisco de Rojas.

The Reconquista, which lasted 781 years, was completed with the surrender of Granada in 1492.

El batallón que debía marchar a la retaguardia se niega a obedecer; su comandante mayor Francisco de Paula Santander –futuro vicepresidente de Colombia (mozo de veintiún años en aquel mayo de 1813)–, alega que recibió de Castillo la orden de quedarse en la Nueva Granada. –Si usted insiste en que no marche su cuerpo lo fusilo –grítale Bolívar. –¡Viva Bolívar! –prorrumpe el batallón.

My friends, in these desperate times we must use every weapon we have...You must understand that patience can be a weapon.

Imitate this saint, and, rising in spirit above the world, gaze on the scene laid before you. You will be overwhelmed by the sight of so much falsehood, treachery, perjury, fraud, calumny, envy, hatred, vanity, and iniquities of every kind, but particularly by the total forgetfulness of God which prevails in the world. You will see the majority of men living like beasts, following the blind impulse of brutal passions, and living as regardless of justice or reason as if they were pagans, ignorant of the existence of God, and knowing no other object than to live and die. You will see the innocent oppressed, the guilty acquitted, the just despised, the wicked honored and exalted, and interest always more powerful than virtue. You will see justice bribed, truth disfigured, modesty unknown, arts ruined, power abused, public places corrupted.

A veces la conciencia puede ser más fuerte que el entrenamiento y todas las estupendas razones para la guerra —deber, honor, patria—, y algunos ven la destrucción que causan dondequiera que vayan a combatir, ven a los compañeros desangrándose por una granada enemiga y los cuerpos de civiles atrapados en la contienda, mujeres, niños, ancianos, y se preguntan por qué pelean, qué propósito tiene esa guerra, la ocupación de un país, el sufrimiento de gente igual a uno, y qué pasaría si tropas invasoras entraran con tanques a su barrio, aplastaran sus casas, y los cadáveres pisoteados fueran los de sus hijos y esposas, y también se preguntan por qué se le debe más lealtad a la nación que a Dios o al propio sentido del bien y del mal, y por qué siguen en ese afán de muerte y cómo van a convivir con el monstruo en que se han convertido.

Hence, St. Ambrose says, "We possess all things in Christ, or rather Christ is all things to us. If you would be healed of your wounds, He is a Physician; if you thirst, He is a living Fountain; if you fear death, He is your Life; if you are weary of the burden of sin, He is your Justification; if you hate darkness, He is uncreated Light; if you would reach Heaven, He is the Way; if you hunger, He is your Food." (De Virg. L.3).

Grace, then, is like an invulnerable armor. So strong does it render man that, according to St. Thomas, the least degree of grace suffices to triumph over all sin. (S. T. III, Q. 62, a. 6).

El horizonte de los embudos y de las trincheras es —un horizonte estrecho. Su alcance no es mayor que el de una granada de mano; lo que uno ve allí se le queda bien grabado. Contra ese fondo horrible se yergue el combatiente, el hombre sencillo, anónimo, sobre el cual gravitan el peso y el destino del mundo. En los bordes de fuego situados más allá de todo límite procrea ese hombre — en la noche solitaria procrean el Hombre y la Tierra. Yo he visto su rostro bajo el brillante borde del casco cuando la Muerte se alzaba amenazadora ante él. Lo he visto caer muerto; su imagen y su legado permanecen en mi corazón.

To what labor do not men condemn themselves for the acquisition of perishable riches, the preservation of which, when they are obtained, is an ever-increasing source of care and anxiety! You are striving for the kingdom of Heaven. Will you show less energy, will you be less diligent, in toiling for spiritual treasures, which can never be taken from you?

What shall I say of their effeminate adornments, their costly fabrics, their extravagant perfumes, their sumptuous tables groaning under the weight of rare and luxurious viands? Nay, sensuality and luxury are so general that, to our shame, books are published to teach us how to sin in these respects. Men have perverted creatures from their lawful use, and instead of making God's benefits a help to virtue, they have turned them into instruments of vice. So great is the selfishness of the world that there is nothing which men do not sacrifice to the gratification of the flesh, wholly forgetful of the poor, whom God has so specially recommended to their care. Such persons never find that they are poor until they are asked for alms; at any other time there is no extravagant luxury their income cannot afford.

For example, a merchant in a colony such as New Spain, roughly modern Mexico, could not trade directly with anyone in New Granada, modern Colombia. These restrictions on trade within the Spanish Empire reduced its economic prosperity and also, indirectly, the potential benefits that Spain could have gained by trading with another, more prosperous empire.

Rest is attained only through labor; victory only through combat; joy only through tears; and the sweetness of God's love only through hatred of self.

Therefore, there is nothing which a Christian should dread more than a habit of vice, because, like other things in this world, vice claims prescription, and once that is established it is almost impossible to root it out.

Let our prayers, then, be with St. Bernard: "Give me, O Lord, tribulations through life, that I may never be separated from Thee!" (Serm. 17 in Ps. 90).

Es muy posible que la Nueva Granada no convenga en el reconocimiento de un gobierno central, porque es en extremo adicta a la federación; y entonces formará, por sí sola, un estado que, si subsiste, podrá ser muy dichoso por sus grandes recursos de todo género.

Henceforward consider your neighbor's character as a forbidden tree which you cannot touch.

St. Thomas gives us a profound reason for this. All sin, he says, proceeds from self-love, for we never commit sin without coveting some gratification for self.

They that will become rich fall into temptation and into the snare of the devil, and into many unprofitable and hurtful desires, which drown men into destruction and perdition; for the desire of money is the root of all evil." (1Tim. 6:9-10).

Prejudices are holes in people's general knowledge, filled with negative nonsense.

Today's vision is tomorrow's reality.

To be a good at something you have to be intelligent like an elephant, sly like a fox and patient like a camel.

A cat is basically a great egomaniac who keeps the human company as long as it pleases itself.

Without patience one cannot get far in life.

You have to be brave when you are stupid

Born in the kingdom of Granada, she was forced to flee as a child when the Spanish monarchs Ferdinand and Isabella drove the Muslims out of Europe with bloody force. Swearing

stoodAloof from streets, encompass’d with a wood.Dryden.2. Applied to persons, it often insinuates caution and circumspection. Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel,And make the cowards stand aloof at bay.Shak.Henry VI. Going northwards, aloof, as long as they had any doubt of being pursued, at last when they were out of reach, they turned and crossed the ocean to Spain.Bacon. The king would not, by any means, enter the city, until he had aloof seen the cross set up upon the greater tower of Granada, whereby it became Christian ground.Bacon’sHen. VII. Two pots stood by a river, one of brass, the other of clay. The water carried them away; the earthen vessel kept aloof from t’other.L’Estrange’sFables. The strong may fight aloof; Ancæus try’dHis force too

Inaki Echavarne, Giardinetto barı, Granada del Penedes sokağı, Barselona, Haziran 1994. Eleştiri, bir süre Yapıt'a eşlik eder, sonra yok olur ve bu kez yapıta Okurlar eşlik eder. Yolculuk uzun da olabilir kısa da. Sonra da Okurlar birer birer ölür ve Yapıt yoluna yalnız devam eder, derken başka Eleştiriler ve başka Okurlar çıkar yoluna. Sonra Eleştiri bir kez daha ölür, Okurlar bir kez daha ölür, Yapıt bu kemik yığını üzerinden geçerek yalnızlıklara yolculuğunu sürdürür. Yapıt'a yaklaşmak, gemiyi onun aydınlığında yüzdürmek kesin ölümün yanılmaz işaretidir, oysa başka Eleştiriler ve başka Okurlar durmaksızın yanaşırlar Yapıt'a, zaman hızla yutar onları da. Sonunda, Yapıt Sonsuzlukta yalnız sürdürür yolculuğunu. Ve bir gün, her şey gibi Yapıt da ölür, tıpkı Güneş'in söneceği, Yerkürenin, Güneş Sisteminin ve Yıldızların, insanoğlunun yok olacağı gibi. Komedi gibi başlayan her şey trajedi olarak son buluyor.

como si acabara de quitarle la anilla a una granada. (Lo hice una vez en el campo de batalla del Valhalla antes de entender del todo cómo funcionaban las granadas. Ni la granada ni yo habíamos acabado bien.)

When I seek my God I seek not corporal grace, nor transient beauty, nor splendor, nor melodious sound, nor sweet fragrance of flowers, nor odorous essence, nor honeyed manna, nor grace of form, nor anything pleasing to the flesh. None of these things do I seek when I seek my God. But I seek a light exceeding all light, which the eyes cannot see; a voice sweeter than all sound, which the ear cannot hear; a sweetness above all sweetness, which the tongue cannot taste; a fragrance above all fragrance, which the senses cannot perceive; a mysterious and divine embrace, which the body cannot feel. For this light shines without radiance, this voice is heard without striking the air, this fragrance is perceived though the wind does not bear it, this taste inebriates with no palate to relish it, and this embrace is felt in the center of the soul." (Conf., L.10, 6; Solil., c. 31).

For God being infinite, our obligations towards Him and our offences against Him are, in a measure, infinite.

El sable se ha convertido en el esclavo del junco. El noble hijo de Granada es cautivo de una cristiana. Su piel tiene la blancura del jazmín, sus ojos el azul profundo de las noches estrelladas. Bajo su frente dibujada por una diadema sus pestañas son como el aleteo de las golondrinas. Es Zoraya, bella entre las bellas, quien ha domesticado el corazón del príncipe. Y en otro rincón se oía: Sus largas trenzas

Most girls dream of a bell-shaped wedding gown, a towering cake, and a groom who adores her. I never think of any of that. Well, maybe the groom, but mostly I fantasize about the smell. My bouquet will consist of only Granada buds, sweet sunset-colored roses, and the church will be filled with Oklahomas, Elles, and Memorials. Those with allergies need not attend. But now with the wedding a reality, I think I’ll bring dead roses. And revel in their stench.

Dale limosna, mujer, que no hay en la vida nada, como la pena de ser ciego en Granada.

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