Depresión

In February 1938, the Sevillian poet Luis Cernuda arrived in Paris after leaving behind a country that bleeds into a bloody civil war. Then, invited to give lectures, goes to England. Committed to the Republican cause, and he will never return to Spain. These are his memories.

“Siempre lo mismo... Conocí muchos lugares donde vendían droga, me olvidé rotundamente de mi enamorada, la droga pudo más que el amor. Me fui a vivir a un cerro con unos amigos delincuentes. Era como una casita de piedra con techo de plástico y hacíamos todos los días lo mismo, andábamos todo sucios, no nos importaba nada de la vida, sino sumergirnos más en la droga, éramos la lacra de la sociedad. Estuve muchos años en ese lugar y veía como la gente moría, otros terminaban locos y algunos se asesinaban entre ellos. El lugar era un verdadero infierno. Yo esperaba la muerte,...

Journalist Juan Cruz confesses in his memoirs, Scrambled Egos, that while he was very young began to be curious to inquire on the most hidden of the creators, to know their concerns, ambitions, anxieties and obsessions. Today, after forty years of dedication to cultural journalism, and after six years as head of a prestigious publishing house, that curiosity for the soul of the artists or the vagaries of literary creation is still as alive as ever, but now enriched by the experience who had the fortune to interview, accompanied as editor and, ultimately, learn about authors from the European...

THOMAS MERTON. The man and his interior life - The work of Thomas Merton gives us the keys to solve our own contradictions that were also his: a life of faith and doubts, solitude and the necessity to live for others, the presence of God and his absence, poverty and the necessity of economic stability