Memory. My poison, my food.

His legs have a mind of their own, his foot shoots by itself... Roberto Baggio is a big horsetail that flicks away opponents as he flows forward in an elegant wave.

The purpose of torture is not getting information. It's spreading fear.

We Latins are known for jabbering on.

No history is mute. No matter how much they own it, break it, and lie about it, human history refuses to shut its mouth. Despite deafness and ignorance, the time that was continues to tick inside the time that is.

Development develops inequality.

The walls are the publishers of the poor.