Best 38 quotes in «barcelona quotes» category

ay. ay. ay ay ayayayy. el viernes por la mañana mari klinski me hizo un nocaut que lo flipas. me dejó medio desangrada en una acera de la calle marina, ahí. palpitando. con un pie ya en el otro mundo, casi. pero mariklinski se tiró conmigo, se puso a reir (ha-ha-ha, como ríen las bicicletas) y me lamió las heridas, las palmas de las manos, y me ayudó a levantarme. la muy . se sentía TOPE CULPABLE pero sabe que la quiero y que me da igual que me tire al suelo, que se me caiga encima –ojito, no se nos vaya a manchar la niña, es bastante delicadita ella– porque yo la seguiré queriendo. igual.

Welcome to the Nou Camp stadium in Barcelona that is packed to capacity... with some patches of seats left empty.

Erik intuye que estoy realmente triste porque hace tiempo que no hablamos de música, cerveza o libros: ahora estoy completamente despedida del mercado laboral y amoroso pero sigo yendo a verle mucho por los alrededores de la plaza del Networking, donde cada vez paso más tiempo. Ya formo parte de las estadísticas que confirman que cuatro de cada tres personas estamos en paro aunque casi nadie cobre la subvención de la Gornú, los números primos y tragicómicos que el Gobierno de la Gornú se esfuerza tanto por ocultar cuando reciben a la delegación de la ONU que viene a controlar mensualmente que no se esté cometiendo un genocidio en Barcelona. Mi núcleo familiar se compone de un único miembro: yo. He decidido tomármelo con calma, incluso, como una oportunidad. Conservaré mis extremidades, haré lo que necesite hacer cada día, llegaré hasta el Pacífico y luego improvisaré.

A veces tienes que alejarte para desear lo prohibido, lo ignorado aún estando a escasos pasos de allí, pudiendo palpar sus muros, observando al mundo en su caos... Alejarte te permite una visión espacial y amplia en la que alcanzas a vislumbrar los ribetes especiales que te hicieron enamorar alguna vez de esta ciudad... Y solo a veces si logras poner tu vista en un punto fijo, si sabes que puedes que no vuelvas a verlo nunca más, solo entones encuentras el valor real a aquello que has estado obviado por años, y es entonces cuando vuelves, cuando ansias recorrer otra vez sus calles, empaparte de sus ramblas, sus eventos y su gente, visitar todos sus museos y monumentos... Justo allí es cuando Barcelona vuelve a maravillarte... Aquí me tienes otra vez Barcelona, siempre volveré a ti".

You'd have a hard time finding anything better than Barcelona for food, as far as being a hub. Given a choice between Barcelona and San Sebastian to die in, I'd probably want to die in San Sebastian.

Olvidamos que cuando de dineros se trata los barceloneses son capaces de enfrentarse al mismo diablo.

Los milicianos corrieron por las calles mientras los ciudadanos se escondían, desesperados, entre casas viejas, en los pozos, en las despensas de sus vecinos. Cerraban las puertas los padres de familia y asían con fuerza sus mejores cuchillos. Las mujeres abrazaban a sus hijos, las sirvientas aseguraban las ventanas. Algunos, los más temerosos, se acurrucaban en el camastro con la débil seguridad de las velas encendidas. Esa noche, los lobos tomaron Barcelona, y en ese ferviente caos de guerra y muerte, Fortuna desenvainó su espada. Había entendido el mensaje. «Gryal está aquí», decían los lobos. «Ha vuelto la primavera», decía su aullido.

I likened her to the slender PSYCHÉ and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: The dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her bare feet [...] All this and the pungent air! Ô this night, sweet pungent night! "HÉBÉ" may come but a season. But this girl's season would know a hot spring and an Indian summer.

It appeared that even in Barcelona there were hardly any bullfights nowadays; for some reason all the best matadors were Fascists.

Ronaldinho was a trickster, an artist with the ball. Leo represents the essence of the game: speed plus skill.

What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born. Her face, at once innocent and feral, soft and wild! Her mouth voluptuous. Eyes deep as oceans, her eyes as wide as planets. I likened her to the slender Psyché and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: the dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her tiny bare feet, the coal-stained balcony bricks upon which she sat, and that dusty wrought-ironwork that framed her perch. All this and the pungent air!—almost foul, with so many odors. Ô, that and the spicy night! …Pungency, spice, filth and night, dust and light; all things dark did blossom in sight; flower and bloom, the night has its pearl too—the moon! And once a month it will make the face of this tender girl bloom.

The surname Messi comes from the Italian town of Porto Recanati, in the province of Macerata, which saw the birth of the poet Giacomo Leopardi and the tenor Beniamino Gigli.

This was the first time I thought of S— that day. Her music was beautiful, her voice was beautiful, her body was beautiful. Even the dirty little pads of her feet were beautiful. I cursed myself then. For once, heaven had sent me Beauty in its most perfected form and I abandoned it. She might not have been a girl after all but an angel: a force to guide me on this hazardous path of life I hurry down. How can life be hazardous if it can only end in death?

When it was [Larry] Bird's turn [to sign souvenir Team USA basketballs], he said to [Brian] McIntyre ' What's the quickest it's taken anyone to do this?' McIntyre said between fifteen and twenty minutes. Bird said, 'Time me,' finished in about six minutes, tossed the pen to McIntyre and said, 'Won another one, didn't I?

Unfortunately, on Christmas morning 1492 the Santa María ran aground on the northern coast of what is now Haiti. Not having any way to refloat her, the crew off-loaded the provisions and equipment from the ship before she broke up. For protection they then built a flimsy fortification on the beach, calling it “La Navidad.” With the consent of the local Indian Chief, Columbus left behind 39 men with orders to establish a settlement, and appointed Diego de Arana, a cousin of his mistress Beatriz, as the Governor. On January 16, 1493, Columbus left Navidad and sailed for Portugal and Spain on the Niña. Everything went well until the two remaining ships, the Niña and the Pinta, became separated from each other. Columbus was convinced that the captain of the faster Pinta would get back to Spain first, thereby garnering all the glory by telling lies about him and his discoveries. On March 4th, a violent storm off the Azores forced him to take refuge in Lisbon. Both ships, amazingly enough, arrived there safely. A week later, Columbus continued on to Palos, Spain, on the Gulf of Cádiz, from whence he had started. Finally, on March 15th, he arrived in Barcelona. It seems that all’s well that ends well, because he was hailed a hero and news of his discovery of new lands spread throughout Europe like wildfire.

Barcelona is now in the past. I was sick and boxed in, and that's understandable why I lost.

Barcelona is a great city and Spain is a great country to live in.

Did you used to play for Barcelona? Because that's not Barcelona football.

But if there was no Barcelona why would you get out of bed in the morning?

Everybody at Barcelona loves Messi. They can't speak highly of him.

FC Barcelona is the national team of Catalonia

Having grown up watching Barcelona, Elen gets a bit annoyed watching me if I don't do flicks and tricks like Ronaldinho. I have to explain you can't do that all the time in a game!

I am not happy to play for Barcelona, but Barcelona should be happy that I play there.

If I am hated at Barcelona, it is their problem but not mine. Fear is not a word in my football dictionary.

I chose Real Madrid instead of Barcelona because I'm a winner, not a loser

I really did not think much about the size of the transfer fee when I left Barcelona because it was all down to market forces, not me.

Carles Puyol is a Barcelona legend. He could have been playing every two weeks but he has shown dignity until the end.

I have a son in Barcelona whom I am madly in love with.

I never wanted to or expected to make a film outside of New York. New York became very, very expensive. The same $18 million spent in Barcelona or Rome goes much further there.

Italy has great food and Barcelona has great energy

I've turned down Barcelona, Inter Milan, Juventus and Manchester United to play here. I hope everyone already knows how much it means to me to play for Newcastle United.

If one day I have to leave Barcelona, probably the first thing I will look into is Arsenal

I went to live in Barcelona in 1975, when I was twenty. Even before I went there, I knew more about the Spanish Civil War than I did about the Irish Civil War. I liked Barcelona, and then I grew to like a place in the Catalan Pyrenees called the Pillars, especially an area between the village of Flavors and the high mountains around it.

Obviously, it gave me a chance to see Barcelona. I won't deny that. But I also had a chance to see something in another country in terms of recycling and reusing nuclear material.

My friends back in Barcelona called me by that name (Picasso). It was stranger, more resonant, than "Ruiz." And those are probably the reasons I adopted it. Do you know what appealed to me about that name? Well, it was undoubtedly the double s, which is fairly unusual in Spain.

“One Minus One’”and “Barcelona, 1975” are more or less autobiographical.

The best managers out there at the moment are Pep Guardiola and Jose Mourinho but they are at other clubs - Real Madrid and Barcelona.

The manager has always shown a lot of faith in me, and the fact that I gave up my home in Barcelona and family in Barcelona to come to Liverpool shows how much faith I have in Rafael Benitez.