Translation of "Talentos" in English

Ella exhibió sus talentos.

She displayed her talents.

Él usa bien sus talentos.

He makes good use of his talents.

- Él saca provecho de sus talentos.
- Él hace buen uso de sus talentos.

He makes good use of his talents.

Él está dotado de muchos talentos.

He is endowed with many talents.

Él saca provecho de sus talentos.

He makes good use of his talents.

Sus energías, capacidades y talentos latentes.

your dormant energies, capacities, and talents.

Él hace buen uso de sus talentos.

He makes good use of his talents.

La premisa lo forman los talentos, recursos y oportunidades.

Your setup is your talents, your resources, and your opportunities.

Es donde se esconden sus verdaderos talentos y capacidades.

is where your true talents and capacities are hidden.

Sé que puedo confiar en amigos con diferentes talentos y habilidades,

I know I can rely on friends who have multiple talents and skills,

La premisa la crea el humorista, que con sus talentos y recursos

The setup is when a comedian will use his talents and resources

Trump declaró públicamente que había reunido a un grupo extraordinario de talentos” para

Trump declared publicly that he had gathered an "extraordinary group of talents" to

Tú y tu equipo tienen una variedad de habilidades y talentos para elegir.

You and your party have a range of skills and talents to draw from.

Tom, Mary y John pasaron el sábado practicando para el concurso de talentos.

Tom, Mary and John spent Saturday practicing for the talent show.

Los mejores padres del mundo son los que permiten que sus hijos sigan sus talentos naturales.

The best parents of all are those who allow their children to follow their natural talents.

Volviendo a su papel habitual como jefe de personal, Berthier demostró una vez más sus talentos excepcionales,

Returning to his usual role as chief of staff,  Berthier once more proved his exceptional talents,  

No existe tal cosa, en esta etapa de la historia del mundo en los Estados Unidos, algo como prensa independiente. Ustedes lo saben y yo lo sé. No hay uno solo de ustedes que se atreva a escribir sus opiniones honestas y si lo hicieran sabemos de antemano que nunca saldría en la prensa. A mí me pagan cada semana para mantener mis opiniones honestas fuera del periódico con el que tengo relación. A otros de ustedes les pagan salarios similares por cosas similares y cualquiera de ustedes que quisiera ser tan tonto como para escribir opiniones honestas andaría por las calles buscando otro empleo. Si se permitiera que mis opiniones honestas aparecieran en una edición de mis periódicos, antes de veinticuatro horas, mi ocupación ya habría desaparecido. El negocio de los periodistas es destruir la verdad, mentir abiertamente, pervertir, satanizar, haciendo reverencias a los pies de los ricos, y vender a su país y a su raza por su pan de cada día. Ustedes lo saben y yo lo sé, y ¿qué locura es esta de brindar por una prensa independiente? Somos payasos saltarines, ellos mueven los hilos y nosotros bailamos. Nuestros talentos, nuestras posibilidades y nuestras vidas son todas la propiedad de otros hombres. Somos prostitutas intelectuales.

- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.
- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in the United States, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.
- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in The United States of America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.