Top 100 Quotes About Octavio Paz
#1. Perhaps to love is to learn
to walk through this world.
To learn to be silent
Like the oak and linden of fable.
To learn to see
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#2. Man, it seems to me, is not in history: he is history.
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#3. Que busca? Tal vez busca su destino. Tal vez su destino es buscar.
... what is he searching for? Perhaps he searches for his destiny. Perhaps his destiny is to search.
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#4. To become aware of our history is to become aware of our singularity.
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#5. Even though the society that Marx foresaw is far from being an historical reality, Marxism has penetrated so deeply in history that we are all Marxists, one way or another, even unknowingly.
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#6. No one behind, no one ahead. The path the ancients cleared has closed. And the other path, everyone's path, easy and wide, goes nowhere. I am alone and find my way.
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#8. If we are a metaphor of the universe, the human couple is the metaphor par excellence, the point of intersection of all forces and the seed of all forms. The couple is time recaptured, the return to the time before time.
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#10. Love is born at first sight; the friendship of a frequent and lengthy exchange.
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#11. You are you and your body of steam,
you and your face of night,
you and your hair, unhurried lightning,
you cross the street and enter my forehead,
footsteps of water across my eyes,
listen to me as one listens to the rain
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#12. In antiquity, a woman might be an object of worship or desire, but never of love.
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#13. A glass pitcher, a wicker basket, a tunic of coarse cloth. Their beauty is inseparable from their function. Handicrafts belong to a world existing before the separation of the useful and the beautiful.
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#14. An unread author is an author who is a victim of the worst kind of censorship, indifference - a censorship more effective than the Ecclesiastical Index.
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#15. One of the most notable traits of the Mexican's character is his willingness to contemplate horror: he is even familiar and complacent in his dealings with it.
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#16. What characterizes a poem is its necessary dependence on words as much as its struggle to transcend them.
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#17. The supreme value is not the future but the present. The future is a deceitful time that always says to us, 'Not Yet,' and thus denies us ... Whoever builds a house for future happiness builds a prison for the present.
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#18. Art is what remains of religion: the dance above the yawning abyss.
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#19. Reality is a staircase going neither up nor down, we don't move; today is today, always is today.
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#20. Man does not speak because he thinks; he thinks because he speaks. Or rather, speaking is no different than thinking: to speak is to think.
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#21. Beyond happiness or unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity; it does not give us eternity but life, that second in which the doors of time and space open just a crack: here is there and now is always.
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#22. If contemporary artists sincerely seek to be original, unique, and new, they should begin by disregarding the notions of originality, individuality, and innovation: they are the cliches of our time.
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#23. For the Chinese, the Greeks, the Mayans, or the Egyptians, nature was a living totality, a creative being. For this reason, art, according to Aristotle, is imitation; the poet imitates the creative gesture of nature.
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#24. Man is alone everywhere. But the solitude of the Mexican, under the great stone night of the high plateau that is still inhabited by insatiable gods, is very different from that of the North American, who wanders in an abstract world of machines, fellow citizens and moral precepts.
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#25. Fixity is always momentary. But how can it always be so? If it were, it would not be momentary - or would not be fixity.
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#27. Like a mountain path that ends at a cliff
I travel along the edge of your thoughts,
and my shadow falls from your white forehead,
my shadow shatters, and I gather the pieces
and go with no body, groping my way
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#28. We go along, without a fixed itinerary, yet at the same time with an end (what end?) in mind, and with the aim of reaching the end. A search for the end, a dread of the end: the obverse and the reverse of the same act.
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#29. Poetry is not truth, it is the resurrection of presences.
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#30. I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.
("The Blue Bouquet")
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#31. Sensation is amphibious: at the same time it joins us to and divides us from things. It is the door through which we enter into things but also through which we come out of them and realize that we are not things.
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#32. The Mexican succumbs very easily to sentimental effusions, and therefore he shuns them.
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#33. The world is born when two people kiss
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#34. Is not really a system of painting but a method of internal investigation. It is not the philosophy of painting but painting as philosophy.
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#35. Life is other, always there,
further off, beyond you and
beyond me, always on the horizon,
life which unlives us and makes us strangers,
that invents our face and wears it away
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#36. When we learn to speak, we learn to translate.
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#37. The American: a titan enamored of progress, a fanatical giant who worships "getting things done" but never asks himself what he is doing nor why he is doing it.
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#38. What distinguishes modern art from the art of other ages is criticism.
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#39. To be a great painter means to be a great poet: someone who transcends the limits of his language.
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#40. Drugs are nihilistic: they undermine all values and radically overturn all our ideas about good and evil, what is just and what is unjust, what is permitted and what is forbidden.
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#42. Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation, a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history.
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#43. There can be no society without poetry, but society can never be realized as poetry, it is never poetic. Sometimes the two terms seek to break apart. They cannot.
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#44. The Mexican ... is familiar with death. [He] jokes about it, caresses it, sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys and his most steadfast love.
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#45. Two bodies face to face
Are at times two waves
And the night is an ocean.
Two bodies face to face
Are sometimes two stones
And the night a desert.
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#46. Erotic acts are instinctive; they fulfill a role in nature. The idea is familiar, but it is one that contains a paradox: there is nothing more natural than sexual desire; there is nothing less natural than the forms in which it is made manifest and satisfied.
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#47. The relations between rhetoric and ethics are disturbing: the ease with which language can be twisted is worrisome, and the fact that our minds accept these perverse games so docilely is no less cause for concern.
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#48. Little by little, not without astonishment, I rediscovered the great names of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, who had been the master thinkers of my grandfather and other Mexican liberals. They did no offer me a doctrine or a catechism: they were and they are a source, an inspiration.
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#49. Watching I watch myself, what I see is my creation as though entering through my eyes perception is conception into an eye more crystal clear water of thoughts, what I watch watches me, I am the creation of what I see
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#50. Tradition is no longer a continuity but a series of sharp breaks. The modern tradition is the tradition of revolt.
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#51. Love is an attempt to penetrate another being, but it can only be realized if the surrender is mutual.
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#52. Contemporary man has rationalized the myths, but he has not been able to destroy them.
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#53. Perhaps things are not things but words: metaphors, words for other things.
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#54. A saint speaks with God or with himself, two forms of silence.
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#55. Poets have the gift to speak for others, Vasko Popa had the very rare quality of hearing the others.
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#56. A society is defined as much by how it comes to terms with its past as by its attitude toward the future: its memories are no less revealing than its aims.
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#57. If each of my words were a drop of water, you would see through them and glimpse what I feel: gratitude, acknowledgement.
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#58. Wisdom lies neither in fixity nor in change, but in the dialectic between the two.
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#59. A work survives its readers; after a hundred or two hundred years, it is read by new readers who impose on it new modes of reading and interpretation. The work survives because of these interpretations, which are, in fact, resurrections: without them, there would be no work.
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#60. The object of poetic activity is essentially language: whatever his beliefs & convictions, the poet is more concerned with words than what these words designate.
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#61. All of us, at some moment, have had a vision of our existence as something unique, untransferable and very precious. This revelation almost always takes place during adolescence.
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#62. Our judgment and moral categories, our idea of the future, our opinions about the present or about justice, peace, or war, everything, without excluding our rejections of Marxism, is impregnated with Marxism.
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#63. In the works of Duchamp, space begins to walk and take on form; it becomes a machine that spins arguments and philosophizes; it resists movement with delay and delay with irony.
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#64. To love is to battle, to open doors. The world changes if two can look at each other and see.
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#65. An understanding of Sor Juana's work must include an understanding of the prohibitions her work confronts. Her speech leads us to what cannot be said, what cannot be said to an orthodoxy, the orthodoxy to a tribunal, and the tribunal to a sentence.
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#66. The presence and the present of America are a future; our continent is, by its nature, the land which does not exist on its own, but as something which is created and invented.
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#67. The woman who died night after night
and her dying was a long goodbye,
a train that never left.
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#68. Abstract painting seeks to be a pure pictorial language, and thus attempts to escape the essential impurity of all languages: the recourse to signs or forms that have meanings shared by everyone.
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#69. Revolt is the violence of an entire people; rebellion the unruliness of an individual or an uprising by a minority; both are spontaneous and blind. Revolution is both planned and spontaneous, a science and an art.
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#71. The modern tradition is the tradition of revolt. The French Revolution is still our model today: history is violent change, and this change goes by the name of progress. I do not know whether these notions really apply to art.
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#72. The truth is that the history of Mexico is a history in the image of its geography: abrupt and tortuous. Each historical period is like a plateau surrounded by tall mountains and separated from the other plateaus by precipices and divides.
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#73. We are condemned to kill time, thus we die bit by bit.
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#74. I do not know if the story repeats itself: I only know that people change little
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#75. Literatures, like trees and plants, are born of a land and in it flourish and die. But literatures, also like plants, may be carried abroad to take root in a foreign soil.
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#76. To live is also to think, and sometimes to cross that border beyond which feeling and thinking become one: poetry. Meanwhile,
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#77. To reduce poetry to its reflections of historical events and movements would be like reducing the poet's words to their logical or grammatical connotations.
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#78. Poetry is the experience of liberty. The poet risks himself, chances all on the poem's all with each verse he writes.
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#80. The universe unfolds in the body, which is its mirror and its creature.
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#81. A civilization that denies death ends by denying life.
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#82. Futurists wanted to suggest movement by means of a dynamic painting; Duchamp applies the notion of delay - or, rather, or analysis - to movement.
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#83. Believing ourselves to be possessors of absolute truth degrades us: we regard every person whose way of thinking is different from ours as a monster and a threat and by so doing turn our own selves into monsters and threats to our fellows.
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#84. A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry.
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#85. Human writing reflects that of the universe; it is its translation, but also its metaphor: it says something totally different, and it says the same thing.
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#86. Yes, I am well aware that nature - or what we call nature: that totality of objects and processes that surrounds us and that alternately creates us and devours us - is neither our accomplice nor our confidant.
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#88. I don't believe that there are dangerous writers: the danger of certain books is not in the books themselves but in the passions of their readers.
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#89. Words are things, but things which mean. We cannot do away with meaning without doing away with signs, that is, with language itself. Moreover, we would have to do away with the universe. All the things man touches are impregnated with meaning.
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#90. All poems say the same thing, and each poem is unique. Each part reproduces the others, and each part is different.
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#91. Oh life to live, life already lived,
time that comes back in a swell of sea,
time that recedes without turning its head,
the past is not past, it is still passing by,
flowing silently into the next vanishing moment
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#92. A human being is never what he is but the self he seeks.
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#93. The past reappears because it is a hidden present.
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#94. The idea of modernity is beginning to lose its vitality. It is losing it because modernity is no longer a critical attitude but an accepted, codified convention.
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#95. Technology is not an image of the world but a way of operating on reality. The nihilism of technology lies not only in the fact that it is the most perfect expression of the will to power ... but also in the fact that it lacks meaning.
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#96. Love is an attempt at penetrating another being, but it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual.
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#97. Power immobilizes; it freezes with a single gesture-grandiose, terrible, theatrical, or finally, simply monotonous-the variety which is life.
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#98. Art is an invention of aesthetics, which in turn is an invention of philosophers ... What we call art is a game.
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#99. Poetry is not a genre in harmony with the modern world; its innermost nature is hostile or indifferent to the dogmas of modern times, progress and the cult of the future.
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#100. Poems - crystallizations of the universal play of analogy, transparent objects which, as they reproduce the mechanism and the rotary motion of analogy, are waterspouts of new analogies.
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