Occupation: Poet Birth: November 13, 1885 Death: November 9, 1968
What do others think they see?.
My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor through dusk when it went..
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing..
Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists..
I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it..
Beyond my body my veins are invisible..
When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller..
Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me..
Without this ridiculous vanity that takes the form of self-display, and is part of everything and everyone, we would see nothing, and nothing would e….
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone..
He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger..
Before I traveled my road I was my road..
The little things are what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity..
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory..
You know so much about me and yet you don't understand me. To know is not to understand. We could know everything and still not understand anything..
A thing, until it is everything, is noise, and once it is everything it is silence..
Injury, when it is slight, upsets me; when it is strong it calms me..
He who does not know how to believe, should not know..
I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is..
The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are..
Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am a part may remain a balance..