Old Women Can See Through Walls.

Only Mystery Allows Us To Live, Only Mystery.

Angel And Muse Approach From Without; The Angel Sheds Light And The Muse Gives Form (hesiod Learned Of Them). Gold Leaf Or Chiton-folds: The Poet Finds His Models In His Laurel Coppice. But The Duende, On The Other Hand, Must Come To Life In The Nethermost Recesses Of The Blood.

In Spain, The Dead Are More Alive Than The Dead Of Any Other Country In The World.

The Bride, The White Bride Today A Maiden, Tomorrow A Wife.

I Will Always Be On The Side Of Those Who Have Nothing And Who Are Not Even Allowed To Enjoy The Nothing They Have In Peace.