It’s funny how some things in life come to some people, but never come to others, or come when it is least expected. I never was able to ride a bicycle without handlebars, nor had I ever really set myself upon achieving that fantastic skill. Yet, somewise, after I had lived on this Earth more than quarter of a century, on my way from practice today I absolutely automatically did none other, but start riding my bike with no handlebars. And did with such an ease as if I was doing it for ages.
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Today, after somewhat tense match, colleague-referee, Basque by nationality, summarized: “As they say in Spain, blood did not reach the river.” (la sangre no llega al río). That is, there was a fight (and blood was spilled), but, by and large, serious destruction was avoided (its streams didn’t imbrue river’s waters with crimson). Very such image-bearing, fine expression.
Proverb, as it turned out, is rather commonly used, but of literary origin. I burrowed in the Net and have found that this phrase most likely belongs to the pen of Federico García Lorca. However, I couldn’t find direct reference to the source, so, if suddenly the expert on Spanish-language literature should happen to crawl by, it would be interesting to learn whence feet grow.
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