35 Quotes by Juan Ramón Jiménez

Life. This morning the sun made me adore it. It had, behind the dripping pine trees, the oriental brightness, orange and crimson, of a living being, a rose and an apple, in the physical and ideal fusion of a true and daily paradise.

If they give you ruled paper, write the other way.

Don’t run, go slowly,It is only to yourself that you have to go!Go slowly, don’t run,For the child of yourself, just born and eternalCannot follow you.

...Sólo que Judas, Platero, es el diputado, o la maestra, o el forense, o el recaudador, o el alcalde, o la comadrona; y cada hombre descarga su escopeta cobarde, hecho niño esta mañana de Sábado Santo, contra el que tiene su odio, en una superposición de vagos y absurdos simulacros primaverales.

One must speak in such a way that although someone else, or many others, or an infinite number of people have said it before, it seems as though you said it first.

You are reborn with the roses, in every spring.

Must we think of the spirit as something divine that comes from without, that makes us divine? No, it is not that, to me it seems it is not that. The divine is in us, in our own intrinsic humanity, like a diamond in a mine. (La Corriente Infinita)

I am fascinated by the dailies, what is daily.

-¿Por qué te vas?- He sentidoque quiere gritar mi pecho,y en estos valles calladosvoy a gritar y no puedo.Y me dijo: ¿Adónde vas?Y le dije: Adonde el cieloesté más alto, y no brillensobre mí tantos luceros.Hundió su mirada negraallá en los valles desiertos,y se quedó muda y triste,vagamente sonriendo.