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Wherever learning breeds specialists, the sum of human culture is enhanced thereby. That is the illusion and consolation of specialists.

Antonio Machado

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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
António Machado
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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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And to walk through life in dreams out of love for the hand that guides us.
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Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it.
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Avoid pulpits, platforms, stages and pedestals. Keep to the hard ground. It is the only way you can judge your approximate status as a man.
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There is no one so bound to his own face that he does not cherish the hope of presenting another to the world.
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Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - That it was God I had here inside my heart.
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Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: rudder, anchor, oars and the fear of going down.
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There is no road, the road is made by walking.
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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.
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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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What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?
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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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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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Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits
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Death is something we shouldn't fear because, while we are, death isn't, and when death is, we aren't.
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There is no way we make the road by walking it.
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All our efforts must tend towards light.
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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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