Antonio Machado Quotes

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Wayfarer, there is no way, you make the way as you go. As you go, you make the way and stopping to look behind, you see the path that your feet will never travel again. Wayfarer, there is no way— only foam trails in the sea.

Antonio Machado
Beyond living and dreaming there is something more important: waking up.

Antonio Machado
The deepest words
of the wise man teach us
the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows
or the sound of the water when it is flowing.

Antonio Machado
It is good knowing that glasses are to drink from;
the bad thing is not to know what thirst is for.

Antonio Machado
I love Jesus, who said to us: Heaven and earth will pass away. When heaven and earth have passed away, my word will remain. What was your word, Jesus? Love? Forgiveness? Affection? All your words were one word: Wakeup.

Antonio Machado
Wayfarer, the only way is your footsteps, there is no other. Wayfarer, there is no way, you make the way as you go. As you go, you make the way and stopping to look behind, you see the path that your feet will never travel again. Wayfarer, there is no way- Only foam trails to the sea.

Antonio Machado
Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: rudder, anchor, oars and the fear of going down.

Antonio Machado
The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the quiet patio looking for some old untried illusion - some shadow on the whiteness of the wall some memory asleep on the stone rim of the fountain, perhaps in the air the light swish of some trailing gown.

Antonio Machado
It's not the basic I that the poet is after but the essential you.

Antonio Machado
The wind, one brilliant day, called to my soul with an odor of jasmine. "In return for the odor of my jasmine, I'd like all the odor of your roses." "I have no roses; all the flowers in my garden are dead." "Well then, I'll take the withered petals and the yellow leaves and the waters of the fountain." the wind left. And I wept. And I said to myself: "What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?

Antonio Machado
No one can shed light on vices he does not have or afflictions he has ever experienced.

Antonio Machado
The truly erotic sensibility, in evoking the image of woman, never omits to clothe it. The robing and disrobing: that is the true traffic of love.

Antonio Machado
Has my heart gone to sleep? Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel of the mind run dry, scoops turning empty, only shadow inside? No, my heart is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. Not asleep, not dreaming— its eyes are opened wide watching distant signals, listening on the rim of vast silence

Antonio Machado
Don't try to rush things: for the cup to run over, it must first be filled.

Antonio Machado
What the poet is searching for
is not the fundamental I
but the deep you.

Antonio Machado
I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.

Antonio Machado
Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it.

Antonio Machado
I dreamt — marvellous error! — that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

Antonio Machado
My soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, and listens at the shores of the great silence.

Antonio Machado