Top 40 Alejandra Pizarnik Quotes (2024 Update)

1. “I don’t know about birds nor do I know the history of fire. But I believe that my solitude should have wings.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

2. “Escribir un poema es reparar la herida fundamental, la desgarradura. Porque todos estamos heridos.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

3. “Because no one has more thirst for earth, for blood, and for ferocious sexuality than the creatures who inhabit cold mirrors.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

4. “Ahora, en esta hora inocente yo y la que fui nos sentamos en el umbral de mi mirada.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

5. “Es decir que anhelo un golpe de hacha que quiebre mis ramas actuales. Quedarme desnuda y esperar sonriente.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

6. “Sometimes we suffer too much reality in the space of a single night.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

7. “I mourn myself; this is my right.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

8. “Yo necesito estar sola de alguien. Esto es: estar sola de nadie. Luego, no estoy sola.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

9. “No es posible renunciar a lo que no se tiene.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

10. “Your bones ache on the brink of morning. You split open. I am warning you and I warned you. You disarm. I tell you and I told you. You undress. You divest. You come undone.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

11. “Maybe someday we will find refuge in true reality. In the meantime, can I just say how opposed I am to all of this?”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

12. “Necesito de toda mi inocencia, de toda mi maldad para sobrellevar mi desnudez ardiente.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

13. “Someone in the garden is delaying the passing of time.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

14. “Y nadie o casi nadie es amado de la manera en que yo lo deseo – exceptuando algunos perros.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

15. “Your eyes begin in my eyes which no longer see you. Begin in my voice which no longer speaks to you. Die out in my hands which no longer touch you. Your eyes are inscribed in my flesh. No one can bear to see me now. Sinister tattoo. I do the rain, I do the sun. For want of your eyes in my eyes.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

16. “What happened to Kafka is the same as what happened to me. He withdrew, he went too far into solitude and knew he must have known, you never come back from there.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

17. “No puedo hablar con mi voz sino con mis voces.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

18. “Mouth sewn shut. Eyelids sewn shut. I forgot myself. The wind inside. Everything shut, and the wind inside.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

19. “You’ve built your homeyou’ve fledged your birdsyou’ve beaten the windwith your bonesyou’ve finished alonewhat no one began.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

20. “An unchangeable colour rules over the melancholic: his dwelling is a space the colour of mourning. Nothing happens in it. No one intrudes. It is a bare stage where the inert I is assisted by the I suffering from that inertia. The latter wishes to free the former, but all efforts fail, as Theseus would have failed had he been not only himself but also the Minotaur; to kill him then, he would have had to kill himself.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

21. “I speak of something not in this world. I speak of someone whose purpose is elsewhere.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

22. “No puedes con el lenguaje. El lenguaje no puede por ti.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

23. “Because madness is a lie too. Like night. Like death.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

24. “And it’s always the lilac garden on the other side of the river. If the soul should ask you if that is far from here, you should say, On the other side of the river, not this one, but the one over there.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

25. “The same night, the same rain.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

26. “All night I flee from someone. I lead the chase, I lead the fugue. I sing a song of mourning. Black birds over black shrouds. My brain cries.”

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27. “Mi desorden es atroz.”

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28. “Naked. Fatigue of the body transparent as a glass-tree. Near yourself you hear the brutal rumor of inextricable desire. Night blindly mine. You’re farther gone than me. Horror of checking for you in the screams of my poem. Your name is the disease of things at midnight. They had promised me one silence. Your face is closer to me than my own. Phantom memory. How I’d love to kill you –.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

29. “All night long I hear the call of death, all night long I hear the song of death down by the river, all night long I hear the voice of death calling out to me.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

30. “All night I hear the voice of someone seeking me out. All night you abandon me slowly like the water that sobs slowly falling. All night I write luminous messages, messages of rain, all night someone checks for me and I check for someone.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

31. “Behold space trembling like a great madman.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

32. “Los muebles crujen. El cuerpo. La necesidad de darlo, la de amar.”

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33. “My words demand the silence of a wasteland.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

34. “And how many centuries has it been since I’ve been dead and loved you?”

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35. “The night is the color of the eyelids of the dead.”

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36. “Pero ahora llueve. Y me dejo seducir por la dulzura de la lluvia.”

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37. “The abandoned bonfire kills its own light.”

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38. “It’ll be as always. Same pain, this disaffection, this non-love.”

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39. “All night I run from someone. I lead the chase. I lead the fugue.”

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40. “I do nothing but search and not find. That’s how I waste my nights.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

41. “Each word is you begging to utter it. Each word is the long invitation to memory.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

42. “Blue eyes as a response to this death right next to me, which speaks to me and is me.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik

43. “Return, while night clatters and mirrors open and everything tears inside because of your absence. Everything wants to get on with the wind, the sky. To register a terrible gesture, some way of being without you, an impossible.”

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44. “If I am anything, I’m cruelty.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik