Antonio Machado

"Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it."

"“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.”"

"“Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it.”"

"Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt --O, marvelous error -- That there was a beehive here inside my heart And the golden bees were making white combs And sweet honey from all my failures."

"Man would be otherwise. That is the essence of the specifically human."

"All uncertainly is fruitful... so long as it is accompanied by the wish to understand."

"Man would be "otherwise." That's the essence of the specifically human."

"Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking."

"Don't try to rush things: for the cup to run over, it must first be filled."

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

"I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures."

"Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it."