and when I heard that music I resigned myself; destinies meet in these great stone theaters of the new world; here, in the open air, definitive performances were held, here near the life-giving sun; the pyramids were hands of stone raised to touch the sun, aspiring fingers, mute prayers.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Terra Nostra - pg. 423
Labels: Carlos Fuentes
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