All Quotes by Pablo Neruda
“Love is a clash of lightnings”
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.”
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.”
“A book,”
“So the freshness lives on”
“LXXIX”
“Well, now”
“Each in the most hidden sack kept”
“Soy el desesperado, la palabra sin ecos, el que lo perdiò todo, y el que todo lo tuvo.”
“I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.”
“Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.”
“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.”
“A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.”
“And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.”
“The days aren't discarded or collected, they are bees”
“But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.”
“Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.”
“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”
“Love.”
“Las lágrimas que no se lloran”
“You know how this is:”
“Our love was born”
“Sometimes a piece of the sun burned like a coin between my hands.”
“I want you to know”
“Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread.”
“Amor"”
“We the mortals touch the metals,”
“I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”
“Si todos los rios son dulces”
“Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos”
“I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,”
“By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two”
“It was at that age”
“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”
“In the end, everyone is aware of this:”
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”
“Green was the silence, wet was the light,”
“I stalk certain words... I catch them in mid-flight, as they buzz past, I trap them, clean them, peel them, I set myself in front of the dish, they have a crystalline texture to me, vibrant, ivory, vegetable, oily, like fruit, like algae, like agates, like olives... I stir them, I shake them, I drink them, I gulp them down, I mash them, I garnish them... I leave them in my poem like stalactites, like slivers of polished wood, like coals, like pickings from a shipwreck, gifts from the waves... Everything exists in the word.”
“I love you as the plant that never blooms”
“La heradera del dia destruida.”
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”
“Tonight I can write the saddest lines.”
“I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.”
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.”
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“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.”
“Dark is the world’s night without you my love,”
“Well, now”
“Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,”
“I want you to know”
“Escóndeme en tus brazos”
“”
“De pronto no puedo decirte”
“I shivered in those”
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
“I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair”
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,”
“No, my dog used to gaze at me,”
“In the end, everyone is aware of this:”