I leave you the best phrases of Frida Kahlo (1907-1954), a Mexican painter whose work revolves around her suffering, her reflections and her biography. Among her paintings, the two Fridas, The broken column or Diego and I stand out.
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-Fall in love with yourself, with life and then with whoever you want.
-The pain is not part of life, it can become life itself.
-At the end of the day, we can hold out much longer than we think we can.
-There is nothing more beautiful than laughter.
-Choose a person who looks at you as if perhaps you were 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'm 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 summer we will have this year: My God. I would join the "nudism", but that is worse… for the public.
-Every moment he is my child. My child born daily of myself.
-Tree of hope, hold me tight.
- I hope that the exit is happy and I hope never to return.
-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 to risk being eaten from the inside.
-Can you invent 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 ones.
-I'm not sick. I am broke. But I am happy to live as long as I can paint.
-As always, when I get away from you, I take your world and your life inside of me, and this is how I can sustain myself for longer.
-Sometimes I prefer to talk with workers and masons than with those stupid people who call themselves cultured people.
-Each tick-tock is a second of life that passes, flees, and is not repeated. 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 cannot love, do not delay.
-As always, when I get away from you, I carry your world and your life in my gut, and that's what I can't recover from.
-It was a lonely flower, joyful butterfly you landed there; then pollen from another more fragrant flower called, and the butterfly flew away.
- 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 down, the other is Diego. Diego was by far the worst.
-I loved 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 is master of his destiny and his destiny is the Earth, and he himself is destroying it until he has no destination.
-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 saved anguish, broken spine and immense gaze. Without walking on the vast path, moving my life surrounded by steel.
-Have a lover who looks at you as if you were a bourbon sponge 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 only knowing that I have been authentic, that I have managed to be the closest thing to myself, leaves me calm.
-No place is sadder than an empty bed.
-The frogs continue to sing for us, and our river awaits, the chaste people await the big bear, and I adore you.
-I will never take money from any man until my death.
-What does not kill me feeds me.
-I would rather sit and sell tortillas, rather than associate with this crap of Parisian "artists", who spend hours warming up their precious asses in the "cafes", talking incessantly about "culture", "art", " revolution ”, etcetera. 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.
-Too 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 a Zapotec ethnic culture, originally from Oaxaca) I don't even wear pants or put on 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 don't forget me.
-This fucking Paris hits me like a kick in the navel.
-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 know very well that sexual attractiveness in women ends flying, and then they have no more what they have in their heads to be able to defend themselves in this filthy life of hell.
-Don't let the tree of which you are the sun thirst.
-I'll take care of 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 am still crazy as always; I've already got used to this dress from the year of the soup, even some gringachas imitate me and want to dress up 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.
-I here in Gringolandia spend my life dreaming of going back to Mexico.
-Never in all my life, I will forget your presence. You took me in broken and you 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 of 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's from 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 capable of selling every bit of her convictions or feelings just for the greed of money or scandal.
-The gringuerío of San Francisco does not like me at all. They are very bland people and they all have the face of raw cakes (especially the old ones).
-Maybe you expect to hear from me laments about 'how much you suffer' living with a man like Diego. But I don't think the banks of a river suffer from letting it flow.
-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 in 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.