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Antonio Machado

Antonio Machado, in full Antonio Cipriano José María y Francisco de Santa Ana Machado y Ruiz (26 July 1875 – 22 February 1939), was a Spanish poet and one of the leading figures of the Spanish literary movement known as the Generation of '98. His work, initially modernist, evolved towards an intimate form of symbolism with romantic traits, which itself matured towards a style characterised by both an engagement with humanity on one side and an almost Taoist contemplation of existence on the other, a synthesis that according to Machado echoed the most ancient popular wisdom. In Gerardo Diego's words, Machado "spoke in verse and lived in poetry."

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Wayfarer, the only way is your footsteps, there is no other. Wayfarer, there is no way, you make the way as you go. As you go, you make the way and stopping to look behind, you see the path that your feet will never travel again. Wayfarer, there is no way- Only foam trails to the sea.

Feet, Foam, Make, Path, Sea, Wayfarer

I. Don't trace out your profile-- forget your side view-- all that is outer stuff. II. Look for your other half who walks always next to you and tends to be who you aren't.

Forget, Looks, Tends, Views, Walks, Your Side

Life is the path you beat while you walk it It's the walking that beats the path It is not the path that makes the walk

Beat, Beats, Learning, Path, Teaching, Walking

What the poet is searching for is not the fundamental I but the deep you.

Deep, Fundamental, Fundamentals, Poet, Searching

Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. (Walk, there is no path, the path is made by walking. )

Als, Camino, Hay, Path, Walking

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.

Looks, Sea, Track, Traveller, Tread

Those who deny the existence of the truth postulate the truth of their denial and plainly contradict themselves.

Contradict, Denial, Deny, Existence, Philosophical, Plainly

The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the quiet patio looking for some old untried illusion - some shadow on the whiteness of the wall some memory asleep on the stone rim of the fountain, perhaps in the air the light swish of some trailing gown.

April, Bright, Memories, Patio, Spring, Wall

What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?

Done, Entrusted, Garden, Soul

The great philosophers are poets who believe in the reality of their poems.

Believe, Philosopher, Philosophers, Reality

No one can shed light on vices he does not have or afflictions he has ever experienced.

Light, Shed, Understanding, Vices

By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind sees the path

Behinds, Glancing, Path, Road, Sees, Spiritual

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 that never will be trod again. Wanderer, there is no road-- Only wakes upon the sea. Caminante, son tus huellas el camino, y nada más; caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Al andar se hace camino, y al volver la vista atrás se ve la senda que nunca se ha de volver a pisar. Caminante, no hay camino, sino estelas en la mar.

Camino, Hay, Sea, Son, Tus, Wanderer

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. . .

Inspirational, Made, Nothing, Path, Sees, Wanderer

Hell is the bloodcurdling mansion of time, in whose profoundest circle Satan himself waits, winding a gargantuan watch in his hand.

Bloodcurdling, Circles, Hand, Hands, Hell, Waiting

The only living language is the language in which we think and have our being.

Language, Living, Think, Thinking

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.

Advice, Approximate, Judging, Man, Men, Pedestals

Walk through life in dreams out of love of the hand that leads us.

Dream, Hand, Hands, Leads, Marriage, Walk

Death is something we shouldn't fear because, while we are, death isn't, and when death is, we aren't.

Death, Fear

Only a fool thinks price and value are the same.

Fool, Price, Same, Thinking, Thinks, Values

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