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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Pablo Neruda

Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
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Ceremony Childhood Garden Wild
I need the sea because it teaches me.
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Need Sea Teaching
Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
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Couple Diamond Gift Love Property Share
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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Ache House Live Loneliness Love Wait Window
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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Couple Heart I Love You Valentine Wife
Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
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Sad Voyage
Laughter is the language of the soul.
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Language Laughter One Liner Soul
Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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Butterfly Green Light Nature Silence
Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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Bread Deep Peace Poem
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.
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Beautiful Book Come Learning Reading Ship Thinking Truth
From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.
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Establishment Island Roots Sorrow Water Weeping
I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
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Believe Destiny Emerge Man
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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Night Sleep Wake Up
All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
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Convey Couple Goals Lead Path
The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.
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Blue Distance Missing Night Shatter Shiver Stars
While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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Away Come Back Far Writing

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