Pablo Neruda

Love is a clash of lightnings

— Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

— Pablo Neruda

A book,

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So the freshness lives on

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LXXIX

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Well, now

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Each in the most hidden sack kept

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Soy el desesperado, la palabra sin ecos, el que lo perdiò todo, y el que todo lo tuvo.

— Pablo Neruda

I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.

— Pablo Neruda

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.

— Pablo Neruda

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

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The days aren't discarded or collected, they are bees

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But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.

— Pablo Neruda

Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

Love.

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Las lágrimas que no se lloran

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You know how this is:

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Our love was born

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Sometimes a piece of the sun burned like a coin between my hands.

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I want you to know

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Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread.

— Pablo Neruda

Amor"

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We the mortals touch the metals,

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I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

— Pablo Neruda

Si todos los rios son dulces

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Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos

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I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,

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By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two

— Pablo Neruda

It was at that age

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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

In the end, everyone is aware of this:

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

Green was the silence, wet was the light,

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

I love you as the plant that never blooms

— Pablo Neruda

La heradera del dia destruida.

— Pablo Neruda

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.

— Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

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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.

— Pablo Neruda

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.

— Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

— Pablo Neruda

Dark is the world’s night without you my love,

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Well, now

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Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,

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I want you to know

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Escóndeme en tus brazos

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De pronto no puedo decirte

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I shivered in those

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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.

— Pablo Neruda

I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair

— Pablo Neruda

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

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No, my dog used to gaze at me,

— Pablo Neruda

In the end, everyone is aware of this:

— Pablo Neruda