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Galbarriato: Have you tried doing push-ups, breathing, and praying, even without faith?
Eufemiano: That's the first thing I did, but that dream I had, it has left me with terrible after-effects that possibly, at certain moments, will paralyze me from making decisions, even urgent ones, that could contribute to the well-being of my fellow human beings and of entire sectors of the human race.

José María: If you die, go talk to the cut-throatted barber. He seems to come back whenever he wants, see how he does it.

Alcalde: I can't say a bad thing about these lemons. Not a single complaint. They're excellent. The problem is, who'd be the one brave enough to let unemployment drop like that, for free? Hmm? It would turn the system upside down.
Méndez: My mother always told me so: Maintaining the unemployment rate within a predetermined range based on market needs is one of the premises most trusted economists consider axiomatic for reducing the supply of brute force, whether manual or intellectual, which ultimately makes no difference to them, and consequently, strengthening their status. Now, that man down there? I find him dull.

Arriondas: And how many people ran for janitor?
Eufemiano: Millions, of all races. There were tons of Hindus. And from Boston. Bostonians are very good janitors, they have a reputation.

Arriondas: Erm, Your Majesty. I know that Your Majesty is the first to speak, but my companion and I haven't said a word yet in this story, even though this is a meta-story, and we'd like to say or do something. Come on, if there's someone guilty, we'd like to arrest them, and if possible, give them a good smack, if Your Majesty doesn't mind.

José María, Don Alfonso: Let's see, I'm not going to surrender, and about arresting me, I don't think you'll arrest me on a whim of the King.
Don Alfonso: The King doesn't have whims, he has a real will.

Fray Vicente: Nothing that exists is gratuitous. The Creator made everything for a reason, although often, only He knows His plans.
Sor Sacramento: I think the same, Friar Vicente, and when doubts assail me, I place my trust in Him. For example, why did the Creator give sex to Friar Vicente and me? I wonder: Is it for decoration? Is it so that one day his and mine may face off in a devastating duel, perishing, if necessary, as a holocaust to God? And I always answer myself: Ah! He knows! He knows why He wants Friar Vicente to have a powerful, bursting, and flaming male sex, and me this humble little coochie, so cushioned in its beginnings and so sweet inside. Right, Friar Vicente? The Creator knows why He gives us sex, we who must be His chaste poppies.

José María: Do you remember the commotion that occurred the day all the traditional values of the left wing fell off the cliff due to a sterilizing ideological disarmament and insultingly pragmatic political praxis? Do you remember?

José María: I remember the races in front of the police, the solidarity, even the ideals. I remember the dead friends, and the ones who have become commonplace. A small car my father had. My mother when she sat on the café terrace and held her purse in front of her knees so her thighs wouldn't be seen. How one day my pubic hair began to sprout relentlessly. I remember so many things. But I also know that, one day, all those memories will be lost in time like drops of urine in the rain. Come on, Galbarriato.

Chico Juventud Rebelde Principal: We came to tell you we're very sorry, but we can't help you. It's just not convenient for us. We had other plans.
José María: Ah. And, won't you hang your head in shame a little?
Chico Juventud Rebelde Principal: No.
José María: Oh. Okay.
Chico Juventud Rebelde Principal: Okay.

José María: Look at my life, Méndez. I come to give you my virginity knowing I'll never see you again. I'll travel to underdeveloped countries in alphabetical order.
Méndez: You've chosen the tormented Greek heroes as your role model, and that's what you get. And poets, storytellers, playwrights, and singer-songwriters will emerge who will praise you in the future, but this life is passing you by in a flash, José María. You've burdened your cyclopean shoulders with the morality of the world, and you've stored in your lymph nodes all the bullfighting shame that the centuries have distilled.
José María: Well, maybe it's not that bad, huh?
Méndez: How couldn't it be, shepherd boy? How couldn't it?

Eufemiano: You can carry out a robbery, but with education, damn it, with education.

Don Alfonso: Do you see why I like to consult popular wisdom? If they tell you a lot of nonsense, you don't listen to them, for they're stupid, and it's all fine. If they give you good advice, you carry it out, and in addition to fulfilling your duty, you add the merit of doing something with the endorsement of the masses.

Narrator: This story takes place over a few days in the year 9177, a thousand years up or down, so we don't want to get our fingers burnt, in the entire world, which in this case is a single iconic building and some suburbs. So the strange things you may see and hear from now on are because of that.

Fray Vicente: The world that needs to change is the other world, not this one.
Don Alfonso: Well, yes, Father, but that would be like asking sharks to eat sunflower seeds, I don't know if I'm making myself clear.

La que Pregunta: [Sees a woman carrying a baby in the enlistment queue] But do you two really want to go to war?
La Madre de la Criatura: The baby has a whim, my dear.

Chico Juventud Rebelde Principal: Is Ortega y Gasset cool or not?
Chico Juventud Rebelde: Ortega y Gasset is really cool, dude.
Chico Juventud Rebelde Conflictivo: Ortega y Gasset isn't cool at all, dude, why you kidding yourselves?
Chico Juventud Rebelde: Ortega y Gasset is awesome, dude, don't fuck with me.
Chica Juventud Rebelde: Leave him alone, this guy doesn't give a damn about anyone who isn't Hegel.
Chico Juventud Rebelde Conflictivo: I don't give no damn about Hegel, girl. He a loser. I don't care about Hegel!
Chico Juventud Rebelde Principal: So what do you contribute to this discussion, if I may ask?
Chico Juventud Rebelde Conflictivo: Well, I can contribute the logical collapse of compact doctrines. Searching for the truth today requires us to systematically deconstruct the theory, okay? And rigor lies in the inflexibility with which one deconstructs and the infinite field of that deconstruction.

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