A crippled child Said, "How shall I dance?" Let your heart dance We said. Then the invalid said: "How shall I sing?" Let your heart sing We said Then…

- Gabriela Mistral

I write poetry because I can’t disobey the impulse; it would be like blocking a spring that surges up in my throat. For a long time I’ve been the ser…

- Gabriela Mistral

Now my belly is as noble as my heart.

- Gabriela Mistral

I have all that I lost and I go carrying my childhood like a favorite flower that perfumes my hand.

- Gabriela Mistral

Speech is our second possession, after the soul-and perhaps we have no other possession in this world.

- Gabriela Mistral

We are guilty of many errors and many faults, But our worst crime is abandoning the children, Neglecting the fountain of life. Many of the things we …

- Gabriela Mistral

I have a faithful joy and a joy that is lost. One is like a rose, the other, a thorn. The one that was stolen I have not lost.

- Gabriela Mistral

All night I have suffered; all night my flesh has trembled to bring forth its gift. The sweat of death is on my forehead; but it is not death, it is …

- Gabriela Mistral

What the soul is to the body, so is the artist to his people.

- Gabriela Mistral