"The deepest words of the wise man teach us the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows or the sound of the water when it is flowing."
"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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Source: Antonio Machado, Alan S. Trueblood (1982). “Antonio Machado”, p.93, Harvard University Press
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