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Hell is the bloodcurdling mansion of time, in whose profoundest circle Satan himself waits, winding a gargantuan watch in his hand.

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Antonio Machado
Age: 63 †
Born: 1875
Born: July 26
Died: 1939
Died: February 22
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Antonio Cipriano José María y Francisco de Santa Ana Machado y Ruiz
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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.
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Pathmaker, there is no path You make the path by walking, By walking you make the Path
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Beware of the community in which blasphemy does not exist: underneath, atheism runs rampant.
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Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path. . .
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Life is the path you beat while you walk it It's the walking that beats the path It is not the path that makes the walk
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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
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Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it.
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The absence of vices adds so little to the sum of one's virtues.
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In order to write poetry, you must first invent a poet who will write it.
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Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits
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XXIX Traveler, there is no path. The path is made by walking. Traveller, the path is your tracks And nothing more. Traveller, there is no path The path is made by walking. By walking you make a path And turning, you look back At a way you will never tread again Traveller, there is no road Only wakes in the sea.
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It is good knowing that glasses are to drink from the bad thing is not to know what thirst is for.
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