A year that ends…

On a year ends, often throws a furtive glance. Do not dwell too long. You never know how many things it was forced to bury the memory could appear again, like these windows “pop up” impromptues, rude and irritating on Internet. The exercise that we can achieve is to focus very strongly to extract important events ; events that will understand why they are so counted ; how they turned determinants. It is also important not to lose sight of when the event occurs.

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In the shadow Ernesto Sabato

Lorsqu'Ernesto Sabato died on 30 April in 99 years, he repeats the words of Maria Zambrano : Died that elusive action is realized by obeying, happens beyond reality, in another realm. At his home in Santos Lugares (“holy Places” near Buenos Aires), Ernesto Sabato obeys this last injunction. He has prepared for long. In Resistance, moving his literary testament published in 2002, he wrote : Forgot large parts of my life, more, on the other hand, some meetings, danger times and the names of those who pulled my depressions and bitterness still throbbing in my hands. And yours too, you who believe in me, who have read my books and will help me to die.

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Confession of a player

There are two decades, I wrote this little text on a footballer, Diego Maradona. Those who think nothing of sport will find here two literary references : the first links this text takes Homer and date of the intrusion of the ego in the story and the other for Joyce monologue that continues to question the existence.

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