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“Así, lo verdaderamente asomboso es la continuidad de nuestra idea del amor, no sus cambios y variaciones... La pasión que los exalta o devora es la misma.”

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Octavio Paz
Octavio Paz

Octavio Paz (March 31, 1914 - April 19, 1998) was a renowned Mexican poet, essayist, and diplomat. He is considered one of the greatest Spanish-language poets of the 20th century, known for his unique poetic style and profound intellectual depth. more

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