I leave you the best Frida Kahlo phrases (1907-1954), Mexican painter whose work revolves around her suffering, her reflections and her biography. His paintings include The Two Fridas, The Broken Column or Diego and I.
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-Fall in love with yourself, with life and then with whoever you want.
-Pain is not part of life, it can become life itself.
-At the end of the day, we can take a lot longer than we think we can.
-There is nothing more beautiful than laughter.
-Pick a person who looks at you like you might be magic.
-Feet, why do I want them if I have wings to fly.
-If you act like you know what you're doing, you can do whatever you want.
-The only good thing I have is that I'm starting to get used to suffering.
-Who would say that spots live and help to live? Ink, blood, smell What would I do without the absurd and the fleeting?
-I am my own muse. I am the person I know best. I am the person I want to improve.
-I paint flowers so they don't die.
-What a summer we will have this year: my God. I would join the "nudism", but that's worse ... for the public.
-Every moment he is my child. My child born daily of myself.
-Tree of hope, hold me tight.
-I hope the departure is happy and I hope I never come back.
-Many times in pain are the deepest pleasures, the most complex truths, and the most certain happiness.
-I will learn stories to tell you, I will invent new words to tell you in all that I love you like nobody else.
-Walling your own feeling is risking being eaten from the inside.
-Can you make up verbs? I want to tell you one: I love you, so my wings spread enormously to love you without measure.
-There are some who are born with stars and others with stars, and even if you don't want to believe it, I am one of the most starry.
-I'm not sick. I am broke. But I'm happy to live as long as I can paint.
-As always, when I walk away from you, I take your world and your life into me, and this is how I can hold myself for longer..
-Sometimes I prefer to talk to workers and bricklayers than to those stupid people who call themselves cultured people..
-Each tick is a second of life that passes, flees, and does not repeat itself. And there is so much intensity in it, so much interest, that the problem is just knowing how to live it.
-You deserve the best of the best, because you are one of those few people who, in this miserable world, are still honest with themselves, and that is the only thing that really counts..
-Everything can have beauty, even the most horrible.
-Where you can't love, don't delay.
-As always, when I get away from you, I carry your world and your life in my gut, and that is what I cannot recover from.
-It was a lonely flower, a joyful butterfly you landed there; then the pollen of another more fragrant flower called, and the butterfly flew.
- The most powerful art in life is to make pain a talisman that heals, a butterfly that is reborn, blooming in a festival of colors..
-I suffered two serious accidents in my life: one in which a bus knocked me to the ground, the other is Diego. Diego was by far the worst.
-I wanted it until my dignity said: it's not so bad.
-Send to hell the entire stupid society, rotten in lies, of capitalism and North American imperialism ... The revolution is inescapable.
-I need you so much that my heart hurts.
-The world belongs to those who are born to conquer it and not to those who dream that they can conquer it.
-Man owns his destiny and his destiny is the Earth, and he himself is destroying it until he has no destiny.
-Child of my eyes (alluding to Diego Rivera), you know what I would like to give you today, and all my life. If it were in my hands, you would already have it. At least I can offer to be with you in everything ... my heart.
-I paint self-portraits because I'm alone a lot. I paint myself because I am the one I know best.
-The most important part of the body is the brain. I like my eyebrows and my eyes about my face. Other than that I don't like anything else. My head is too small. My breasts and genitals are ordinary. Of the opposite sex, I have a mustache and a face in general.
-I, who fell in love with your wings, I will never want to cut them.
-I feel that from our place of origin we have been together, that we are of the same matter, of the same waves, that we carry the same meaning within.
-Beauty and ugliness are a mirage because others end up seeing our interior.
-I want to build. But I am but an insignificant but important part of a whole of which I am not yet aware.
-I spend my life cloistered in this fucking mansion of oblivion, supposedly to regain my health and to paint in my spare time.
-Although I have said "I love you" to many and have dated and kissed others, deep down I have only loved you ...
-Waiting with the anguish saved, the broken spine and the immense gaze. Without walking the vast path, moving my life surrounded by steel.
-Have a lover who looks at you like you are a bourbon cake.
-I am free to mother myself (to make mistakes even if I want to).
-So absurd and fleeting is our passage through this world, that it only leaves me calm knowing that I have been authentic, that I have managed to be the closest thing to myself.
-No place is sadder than an empty bed.
-The frogs keep singing for us, and our river waits, the chaste people wait for the big bear, and I adore you.
-I will never take money from any man until my death.
-What doesn't kill me feeds me.
-I would rather sit around selling tortillas, rather than associate myself with this shit of Parisian "artists", who spend hours warming up their precious asses in the "cafes", talking endlessly about "culture", "art", "revolution ", etc. They believe the gods of the world ...
-There I leave my portrait, so that you keep me in mind, every day and night, that I am absent from you.
-So many things to tell you and so few come out of my mouth. You should learn to read my eyes when I look at you.
-I don't need to buy dresses or other similar things, because as a "Tehuana" (belonging to an ethnic Zapotec culture, originally from Oaxaca) I don't even wear panties or wear stockings.
-I believe that little by little, I will be able to solve my problems and survive.
-Give me hope, hope, will to live and do not forget me.
-This fucking Paris hits me like a kick in the navel.
-Of the most evil year, the most beautiful day is born.
-Mexico is as always, disorganized and given to the devil, it only has the immense beauty of the land and the Indians..
-I would like to give you everything that you would never have had, and even then you would not know how wonderful it is to be able to love you.
-And you well know that the sexual attractiveness in women ends flying, and then they have no more what they have in their head to be able to defend themselves in this filthy life of hell.
-Do not let the tree of which you are the sun thirst.
-What you take care of me is hard for you, I talk to you how you treat me and I believe what you show me.
-If I could give you one thing in life, I would like to give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then will you realize how special you are to me.
-The atoms of my body are yours and they vibrate together to love us.
-I feel like I always loved you, since you were born, and before, when you were conceived. And sometimes I feel like you were born to me.
-I'm still crazy as always; I got used to this dress from the year of the soup, even some gringachas imitate me and want to dress as "Mexican", but the poor women look like turnips, and, the truth is, they look freaky at a glance.
-I hate surrealism. It seems to me a decadent manifestation of bourgeois art.
-Here in Gringolandia I spend my life dreaming of going back to Mexico.
-Never in all my life will I forget your presence. You welcomed me shattered and gave me back whole, whole.
-Nothing is more valuable than laughter. It takes strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. The tragedy is the most ridiculous.
-Sadness is portrayed in all my painting, but that is my condition, I no longer have composure.
-If I could give you one thing in life, I would like to give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then will you realize how special you are to me.
-Pain, pleasure and death are nothing more than the process of existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is an open door to intelligence.
-Why do I call him "my Diego"? It was never and never will be mine. It belongs to himself ...
-Live life!
-Doctor if you let me have this tequila I promise not to drink at my funeral.
-I drink to forget, but now ... I don't remember what.
-Who gave you the absolute truth? There is nothing absolute, everything changes, everything moves, everything revolutionizes, everything flies and goes.
-It is so unpleasant to feel that a woman is able to sell every bit of her convictions or feelings just for the greed of money or scandal..
-The gringuerío from San Francisco doesn't quite like me. They are a very bland people and they all have the face of raw cakes (especially the old ones).
-Perhaps they expect to hear from me lamentations of 'how much one suffers' living with a man like Diego. But I don't think the banks of a river suffer from letting it run.
-I don't really know if my paintings are surreal or not, but I do know that they represent the most frank expression of myself..
-I am more and more convinced that the only way to become a man, I mean a human being and not an animal, is to be a communist.
-I paint self-portraits because I am often alone, and because I am the person I know best.
-Surrealism is the magical surprise of finding a lion inside a closet, where you are sure to find shirts.
-I don't want a love that is half, torn and split in half. I have fought and suffered so much that I deserve something whole, intense, indestructible.
-If you want me in your life, you will put me in it. I should not be fighting for a position.
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