Writing tends to cheer me; it always soothes my spirit and blesses me with the gift of an innocent, tender, childlike day. It is the sensation of having spent a few hours in my homeland, with my customs, free whims, my total freedom.
Gabriela MistralAll 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 life!
Gabriela MistralYou shall create beauty not to excite the senses but to give sustenance to the soul.
Gabriela Mistral