For sailors who love the wind, memory is a good port of departure.

A pretty move, for the love of God.

Charity, vertical, humiliates. Solidarity, horizontal, helps.

Our defeat was always implicit in the victory of others; our wealth has always generated our poverty by nourishing the prosperity of others - the empires and their native overseers. In the colonial and neocolonial alchemy, gold changes into scrap metal and food into poison.

Nothing can be defined or derided on the basis of its origin. The important thing is what is done with it and how far a community identifies with something that symbolizes its favourite way of dreaming, living, dancing, playing or loving. This is the positive side of the world: a constant intermingling that produces new responses to new challenges. But because of forced globalization, there's a clear trend these days towards uniformity. This trend comes largely from the ever-greater concentration of power in the hands of large media groups.

I'm attracted to soccer's capacity for beauty. When well played, the game is a dance with a ball.

This work is a torture on the rump but a joy to the heart.