“Alone, all alone in the world, sad and small like a nightingale serenading the infinite. How could a love so tender and sweet become the cross of my pain? No, no, I can't conceive I won't receive your precious lips… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“But when I look at this work, I see in that tree, hoarded like rain, all the love a man could feel for a… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“Little thorn in my soul, pebble in my shoe, jewel of my life, the passionate doll who has torn my heart in two, tell… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“Instead, I got mad, and anger when it's used to act, when used nonviolently, has power.” — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“Alone, all alone in the world, sad and small like a nightingale serenading the infinite. How could a love so tender and sweet become… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“She looked out the window her whole life, the way so many women sit their sadness on an elbow.” — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“And the sea trickling out of my eye as if I'd always carried it inside me, like a seashell waiting to be cupped to… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“In the Bay, whenever I got depressed, I always drove out to the Ocean Beach. Just to sit. And, I don't know, something about… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
“I came to admire at all angles a sculpture that speaks of the sacred, not of the mundane. Of that moment when two beings… — Cisneros Sandra Copy Share Image
