Fue adondo a mi me perdieron quw logre por fin encontrarme? Was it where they lost me that I finally found myself?

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.

No, my dog used to gaze at me, paying me the attention I need, the attention required to make a vain person like me understand that, being a dog, he was wasting time, but, with those eyes so much purer than mine, he’d keep on gazing at me with a look that reserved for me alone all his sweet and shaggy life, always near me, never troubling me, and asking nothing.

The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.

Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.