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Octavio Paz

Octavio Paz (31 March 1914 - 19 April 1998) was born Octavio Paz Lozano in Mexico City in the middle of the Mexican Revolution. He was a poet, writer, and diplomat, and the winner of the 1990 Nobel Prize in Literature. He was the first Mexican writer to become a Nobel Laureate.
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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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Love is an attempt at penetrating another being, but it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual.

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Deserve your dream.

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What distinguishes modern art from the art of other ages is criticism.

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Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

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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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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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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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To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes; to hear it is to see it with our ears.

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Writers, you know, are the beggars of Western society.

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Social criticism begins with grammar and the re-establishing of meanings.

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Wisdom lies neither in fixity nor in change, but in the dialectic between the two.

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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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We are condemned to kill time, thus we die bit by bit.

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