Alejandra Pizarnik Quotes

#1. Because no one has more thirst for earth, for blood, and for ferocious sexuality than the creatures who inhabit cold mirrors

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#2. And it's always the lilac garden on the other side of the river. If the soul should ask you if that is far from here, you should say, On the other side of the river, not this one, but the one over there.

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#3. Like a poem that's aware
of the silence of things
you speak so as not to see me

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#4. I stored up the purest words
for making new silences

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#5. The night is the color of the eyelids of the dead.

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#6. You write poems
because you need
a place
where what isn't may be

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#7. to write is to give meaning to suffering

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#8. I don't know about birds
nor do I know the history of fire.
But I believe that my solitude should have wings

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#9. what if that which ought to be doesn't exist

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#10. Every word I write restores me to the absence of why I write what I wouldn't write if I allowed you to come here.

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#11. She undresses in the paradise
of her memory
she is unaware of the fierce fate
of her visions
she fears not knowing how to name
what does not exist

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#12. You've built your homeyou've fledged your birdsyou've beaten the windwith your bonesyou've finished alonewhat no one began

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#13. My words demand the silence of a wasteland.

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#14. Your voice
in this being unable to move away
from my gaze
things dispossess me
make of me a ship on a river of stones
if your voice is not
rain alone in my feverish silence
you unbind my eyes
and please
may you never stop
speaking
ever

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#15. Everything makes love with silence.
They promised me a silence
like fire, a house of silence.
Suddenly the temple is a circus
the light a drum.

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#16. Turning the pages of crime novels it occurs to me to ask how it's possible to write so much without saying the word "pain," "life," or "anxiety." I reject this stupid dehumanization. The behaving without motive. The horrific shutting out of what is most vital or important.

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#17. Mouth sewn shut. Eyelids sewn shut. I forgot myself. The wind inside. Everything shut, and the wind inside.

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#18. Behold space trembling like a great madman.

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