Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
PABLO NERUDAJoyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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Every day you play with the light of the universe.
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In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
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When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?
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Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
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I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
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Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth’s pure death the will to sprout.
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In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
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Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
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Hate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
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So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
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For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.
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Laughter is the language of the soul.
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And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.
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In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
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So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive.
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I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
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I need the sea because it teaches me.
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I do not love you-except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, from waiting to not waiting for you my heart moves from the cold into the fire.
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You are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.
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The books that help you most are those which make you think that most.
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He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.
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