Antonio Machado
Antonio Machado
Antonio Machado, in full Antonio Cipriano José María y Francisco de Santa Ana Machado y Ruiz, was a Spanish poet and one of the leading figures of the Spanish literary movement known as the Generation of '98...
NationalitySpanish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth26 July 1875
CitySeville, Spain
CountrySpain
light effort
All our efforts must tend towards light.
long doe
Death is something we don't have to fear, since as long as we exist death doesn't and when it does we don't.
heart sleep night
Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - That it was God I had here inside my heart.
path walking
Pathmaker, there is no path; You make the path by walking, By walking you make the Path
doubt size cellular
There are a lot of doubts over the size and effect of new competitors in the cellular sector.
knowing glasses drink
It is good knowing that glasses are to drink from; the bad thing is not to know what thirst is for.
writing soul sin
The unpublished manuscript is like an uncon-fessed sin that festers in the soul, corrupting and contaminating it.
wall memories spring
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.
path life-is beats
Life is the path you beat while you walk it.
hands circles waiting
Hell is the bloodcurdling mansion of time, in whose profoundest circle Satan himself waits, winding a gargantuan watch in his hand.
writing order firsts
In order to write poetry, you must first invent a poet who will write it.
spiritual path behinds
By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind sees the path
ocean anchors sea
Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: rudder, anchor, oars and the fear of going down.
believe reality philosopher
The great philosophers are poets who believe in the reality of their poems.