“Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay where the… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
To love is to battle, to open doors. The world changes if two can look at each other and see. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Love is an attempt at penetrating another being, but it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
The beloved is already in our being, as thirst and "otherness." Being is eroticism. Inspiration is that strange voice that takes man… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Love is born at first sight; the friendship of a frequent and lengthy exchange. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
It is the Revolution, the magical word, the word that is going to change everything, that is going to bring us immense… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“o love is to battle, if two kiss the world changes, desires take flesh thoughts take flesh, wings sprout on the backs… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Beyond happiness or unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity; it does not give us eternity but life, that second… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Eroticism is first and foremost a thirst for otherness. And the supernatural is the supreme otherness. This is perhaps the most noble… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“This is perhaps the most noble aim of poetry, to attach ourselves to the world around us, to turn desire into love,… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“Love is an attempt to penetrate another being, but it can only be realized if the surrender is mutual.” — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“At times poetry is the vertigo of bodies and the vertigo of speech and the vertigo of death; the walk with eyes… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
The religion of art, like the religion of politics, was born from the ruins of Christianity. Art inherited from the old religion the power… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
I thought that the world was a vast system of signs, a conversation between giant beings. My actions, the cricket's saw, the star's blink,… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Changes are inseparable from democracy. To defend democracy is to defend the possibility of change; in turn, changes alone can strengthen democracy. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
It is not proper to project our feelings onto things or to attribute our own sensations and passions to them. Can it also be… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous. ("The Blue Bouquet")” — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
A glass pitcher, a wicker basket, a tunic of coarse cloth. Their beauty is inseparable from their function. Handicrafts belong to a world existing… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay where the world in… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
“Two bodies face to face Are at times two waves And the night is an ocean. Two bodies face to face Are sometimes two… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
