Top 14 Quotes & Sayings by Augusto Roa Bastos

Explore popular quotes and sayings by a Paraguayan novelist Augusto Roa Bastos.
Last updated on December 21, 2024.
Augusto Roa Bastos

Augusto Roa Bastos was a Paraguayan novelist and short story writer. As a teenager he fought in the Chaco War between Paraguay and Bolivia, and he later worked as a journalist, screenwriter and professor. He is best known for his complex novel Yo el Supremo and for winning the Premio Miguel de Cervantes in 1989, Spanish literature's most prestigious prize. Yo el Supremo explores the dictations and inner thoughts of José Gaspar Rodríguez de Francia, the eccentric dictator of Paraguay who ruled with an iron fist, from 1814 until his death in 1840.

The things that have come into being change continually. The man with a good memory remembers nothing because he forgets nothing.
In all nations an exceptional man exists that compensates the deficiencies of the remainder. In those moments, when humanity is found collectively in a state of decadence, there always remain those exceptional beings as point of reference.
What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them. — © Augusto Roa Bastos
What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them.
Anyone who attempts to relate his life loses himself in the immediate. One can only speak of another.
It is not by believing but by doubting that one can attain to the truth, which is ever changing form and condition.
The great principle of Justice: prevent crime rather than punish it. All that is needed to execute a guilty man is a firing squad or a hangman. To prevent there being guilty men requires great astuteness.
There is always time to take more time.
What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them
To write does not mean to convert the real into words but to make the power of the word real.
Facts can't be recounted; much less twice over, and far less still by different persons. I've already drummed that thoroughly into your head.
Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible.
Man is an idiot. He doesn't know how to do anything without copying, without imitating, without plagiarizing, without aping. It might even have been that man invented generation by coitus after seeing the grasshopper copulate.
Letters couldn't care less whether what is written with them is true or false.
There were epochs in the history of humanity in which the writer was a sacred person. He wrote the sacred books, universal books, the codes, the epic, the oracles. Sentences inscribed on the walls of the crypts; examples in the portals of the temples. But in those times the writer was not an individual alone; he was the people.
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