I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
PABLO NERUDAHe 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.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
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In the distance someone is singing.
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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
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Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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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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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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Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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Love is the mystery of water and a star.
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But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.
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To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
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I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.
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Love! Love until the night collapses!
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My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
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