My soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, and listens at the shores of the great silence. — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
Has my heart gone to sleep? Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel of the mind run dry, scoops turning empty, only shadow inside? No, my heart is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. Not asleep,… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
“Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
The truly erotic sensibility, in evoking the image of woman, never omits to clothe it. The robing and disrobing: that is the true traffic… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
Death is something we shouldn't fear because, while we are, death isn't, and when death is, we aren't. — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
Don't try to rush things: for the cup to run over, it must first be filled. — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
“In the landscape of my native land, a stranger in my own fields, --I had a homeland where the Duero flows between gray cliffs… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
“Hope says: one day you will see her, if you will only wait. Despair says: all you have left of her is your bitterness.… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
I. Don't trace out your profile-- forget your side view-- all that is outer stuff. II. Look for your other half who walks always… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
All uncertainty is fruitfull ... so long as it is accompanied by the wish to understand — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
The deepest words of the wise man teach us the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows or the sound of… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
