Rudolfo Quotes

And that is what Ultima tried to teach me, that the tragic consequences of life can be overcome by the magical strength that resides in the human heart. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

The germ of creation lies in violence. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Understanding comes with life. As a man grows he sees life and death, he is happy and sad, he works, plays, meets people - sometimes it takes a lifetime to acquire understanding, because in the end understanding simply means having sympathy for people. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Economically, New Mexico ranks low, but we know the real treasure lies in the people, the landscape, and the history of its many communities. Here, people have struggled and survived for years, and they have not lost sight of the prize. We believe our region is a spiritual corridor; the earth nurtures us, and our deities can be invoked for the good of the community. Here, Native Americans have been saying prayers and keeping the world in balance for thousands of years. It's difficult to make a living here, but beneath the daily struggle there exists a fulfilling spiritual sense. This is sacred space for us. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

We don't need the gospels, we need the fiery men who wrote them! ~ Rudolfo Anaya

The body is not important. It is made of dust; it is made of ashes. It is food for the worms. The winds and the waters dissolve it and scatter it to the four corners of the earth. In the end, what we care most for only lasts a brief lifetime, and then there is eternity. Time forever. Millions of worlds are born, evolve, and pass away into nebulous, unmeasured skies; and there is still eternity. Time always. The body becomes dust and trees and exploding fire, it becomes gaseous and disappears, and still there is eternity. Silent, unopposed, brooding, forever. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

It seemed the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic hidden in their hearts. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Ultima said to take life's experiences and build strength from them, not weakness. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

How strong these people were to leave such a lasting impression. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Always have the strength to live. Love life, and if despair enters your heart, look for me in the evenings when the wind is gentle and the owls sing in the hills, I shall be with you- ~ Rudolfo Anaya

In many respects, I think 'Bless Me, Ultima' is a novel about the indigenous. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

It is because good is always stronger than evil. Always remember that, Antonio. The smallest bit of good can stand against all the powers of evil in the world and it will emerge triumphant. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

I have traveled to many places but have no desire to leave New Mexico. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

A [real] man does not flee from truth ~ Rudolfo Anaya

I asked Go to answer my questions, but the only sound was always the whistling of the wind filling the empty space. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

There are many gods ... gods of beauty and magic, gods of the garden, gods in our own backyards, but we go off to foreign countries to find new ones, we reach to the stars to find new ones
... The god of the church is a jealous god; he cannot live in peace with other gods. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river were men of the moon. But we were all children of the white sun. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Perhaps the best god would be like a woman, because only women really knew how to forgive. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Around me the moonlight glittered on the pebbles of the llano, and in the night sky a million stars sparkled. Across the river I could see the twinkling lights of the town. In a week I would be returning to school, and as always I would be running up the goat path and crossing the bridge to go to church. Sometime in the future I would have to build my own dream out of those things that were so much a part of my childhood. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

Sometimes a man has to cry. Even if he is a man. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

We prayed until our faith passed into an exhaustion that numbed us to sleep. ~ Rudolfo Anaya

And what of the men who made love to the woman who became La Llorona? Did they every cry for their children? It doesn't seem fair to have only her suffer, only her crying and doing penance. Perhaps a man should run with her, and in our legends we would call him "El Mero Chingón," he who screwed up everything. Then maybe the tale of love and passion and the insanity it can bring will be complete. Yes, I think someday I will write that story. ~ Rudolfo Anaya