Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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.
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Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
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Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.
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Tie your heart at night to mine, love, and both will defeat the darkness like twin drums beating in the forest against the heavy wall of wet leaves.
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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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Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
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Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.
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In the distance someone is singing.
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I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
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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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There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.
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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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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.
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The tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.
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