Quotes from Frida Kahlo

I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me, too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.

pain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence

There is nothing more precious than laughter

I love you more than my own skin.

No moon, sun, diamond, hands — fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea. pine green, pink glass, eye, mine, eraser, mud, mother, I am coming.

My painting carries with it the message of pain.

They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.

Everyone's opinions about things change over time. Nothing is constant. Everything changes. And to hold onto some dogged idea forever is a little rigid and maybe naive.

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.

I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty... love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.

My toys were those of a boy: skates, bicycles.

There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.

Traté de ahogar mis penas... pero las condenadas aprendieron a nadar.

I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.

Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.

I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows. But now the damned things have learned to swim ,and now decency and good behavior weary me.

They sit for hours in the "cafes" warming their precious behinds, and talk without stopping about "culture" "art" "revolution" and so on and so forth, thinking themselves the gods of the world, dreaming the most fantastic nonsenses and poisoning the air with theories and theories that never come true.

se pueden inventar verbos? quiero decirte uno: yo te cielo, así mis alas se extienden enormes para amarte sin medida... somos de las misma materia, de las mismas ondas...

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.

I tried to drown my sorrows but the bastards learned how to swim.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.