Quotes About Mexico

Jesus loves you, I heard him say so myself . . . at a taco stand in Mexico.

Are vital U.S. interests more imperiled by what happens in Iraq where were have 50,000 troops, or Afghanistan where we have 100,000, or South Korea where we have 28,000 — or by what is happening on our border with Mexico?

One obvious answer is that the risks and privations in Mexico are much worse that those endured in a border crossing.

A recent survey concluded that 55.3 million Mexicans can be described as poor or destitute, this in a population of 127 million.

This is getting depressing," Julieta said. "Let's go to the Casa Azul." The Blue House, in Coyoacán, a short walk from the restaurant, was where Frida Kahlo had been born, grew up, and lived with Diego Rivera.

glittering mortuary masks, items harvested from ruins and tombs all over Mexico.

The consequence is that Mexico pays "a disproportionate share of the cost of the American gun and drug habits

But I was not looking for repose or tranquility. This weekend was an aberration. It is pleasant in Mexico to sit by the beach, inert and sunlit, sipping a mojito, but who wants to hear about that? What you crave in reading a travel narrative is the unexpected, a taste of fear, the sudden emergence by the roadside of a wicked policeman, threatening harm.

To regulate the flow of fieldworkers, the Bracero Program (Mexicans working on short-term contracts) was established in 1942 under an agreement between the US and Mexico.

There are sixty-three species of bats in Mexico, ranging from the three-inch-long bug-eating free-tailed bat to the carnivorous spectral bat, with a three-foot wingspan, which feeds on reptiles, small mammals, and other bats.

My idea had been to drive along the border and nip over whenever convenient to the Mexican side. These dozen or so crossings were a revelation to me, putting the whole border debate into perspective, giving it a human face—or rather, many faces.

It is a fairly simple matter to walk to Mexico at any point, but there is always a crush of people—all of them with documents—waiting to enter the US to work, go to school, or shop.

During the day the Mexican towns are tranquil enough; after dark, not so much.

Brownsville was another example of the blurred border, of Mexico brimming against the US and lapping over it, leaving a margin of Mexico on the north bank of the green river.

A young Mexican student in Paris—the unknown and yet to be published Octavio Paz—approached Beckett with a proposal to translate one hundred poems by thirty-five Mexican writers. This would be financed, as a worthy cultural project, with funds from UNESCO.

walked through a small park and up the steps of the stern gray building of US Customs and Border Protection. I strolled down the ramp and pushed through a turnstile, no one looking at my passport. Glancing through the chain-link fence on the Mexican side of the building, I saw a line of people—a long line, stretching down the stairs and through a foyer and along a passageway, hundreds, perhaps a thousand people waiting to enter the United States.

from San Luis Potosí, and at Santa María del Río, where the good road ended

I stopped simply to look around, in the idle curiosity that is available to any person with a car in Mexico and no particular place to go.

I had slipped into Mexico in a matter of minutes; returning, it took more than two hours in a line of uncomplaining Mexicans

The town of San Luis, just down the road, is larger and slightly better off because it is an important border crossing. Mexicans from the other side at San Luis Río Colorado shop at the Walmart Super Center and the stores on Main Street.

It always amazed me to see American factories in Mexico, so near the border

there is a substratum of criminality even in Mexico's prosperous places, especially in the prosperous places, and it takes unexpected forms.

This mention of Juan Villoro was fortuitous. He is one of Mexico's most illustrious writers, a

I was now deeper into Mexico than I had driven so far.