There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.
Frida Kahlopain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence
Frida KahloYou loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.”
Frida Kahlo