And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us
To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
If nothing saves us from death, may love at least save us from life.
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness
My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't leave me for a second, my dearest.
You can crush the flowers, but you can't stop the spring.
Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.
We all have an unsuspected reserve of strength inside that emerges when life puts us to the test.
Laughter is the language of the soul.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
There is no light without shadow, just as there is no happiness without pain.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Aphrodite is about lust and gluttony - the only two sins worth committing, in my opinion.
I love all the things there are, and of all fires love is the only inexhaustible one; and that's why I go from life to life.
We don't even know how strong we are until we are forced to bring that hidden strength forward.
I love you between shadow and soul. I love you as the plant that hasn't bloomed yet, and carries hidden within itself the light of flowers. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. Because of you, the dense fragrance that rises from the earth lives in my body, rioting with hunger for the eternity of our victorious kisses.
All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
And it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, we will, come to be.
Everything I did, all my actions, all of the problems I had I dedicate to God and to Chile, because I kept Chile from becoming Communist.
You shall create beauty not to excite the senses but to give sustenance to the soul.
I can promise you that women working together - linked, informed and educated - can bring peace and prosperity to this forsaken planet.
For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words.
The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.
Don't forget that in the history of the world, there was a plebiscite, in which Christ and Barabbas were being judged, and the people chose Barabbas.
At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain.
We are dust and to dust return. In the end we're neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
Fear is inevitable, I have to accept that, but I cannot allow it to paralyze me.
There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.
Sometimes democracy must be bathed in blood.
Heart is what drives us and determines our fate.
Love beauty it is the shadow of God on the universe
You only have what you give. It’s by spending yourself that you become rich.
so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
The rich people are those who create wealth, and you have to treat them well so they continue to give wealth.
Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars.
Rome cut off the heads of Christians and they continued to reappear one way or another. Something similar happens with Marxists.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.
Conspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
For real change, we need feminine energy in the management of the world.
We need a critical number of women in positions of power, and we need to nurture the feminine energy in men.
Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences.
There is nothing more mysterious than blood.
Paracelsus considered it a condensation of light. I believe that the Aryan, Hyperborean blood is that — but not the light of the Golden Sun, not of a galactic sun, but of the light of the Black Sun, of the Green Ray.
United States: the country where liberty is a statue.
All stories interest me, and some haunt me until I end up writing them. Certain themes keep coming up: justice, loyalty, violence, death, political and social issues, freedom.
Show up, show up, show up, and after a while the muse shows up, too.
If she doesn’t show up invited, eventually she just shows up
The training is a set of interpersonal interactions that lead to emotional and intellectual experiences that provide a circumstance and an intrument for self awareness, self observation and reflection on the circumstances of the subject trainee, both in his individual life and as a social being.