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In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”

Pablo Neruda

Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
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Condition Dimension Foreign Heart Lead Loneliness Shy
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
Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
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Death Stone
Someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
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Finding Happiness Inspirational Life Yourself
Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
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Happiness Nostalgia Solitude
For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.
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Breathe Live Writing
I like on the table, when we’re speaking, the light of a bottle of intelligent wine.
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Alcohol Couple Speak Table Wine
I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
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Divide Life Poetry Politics
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
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Distance Forget Love Missing One Liner
Laughter is the language of the soul.
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Language Laughter One Liner Soul
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
Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
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Absence Air Hang House Inside Photograph
I love you only because it’s you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
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Couple Girlfriend Hate I Love You Love Valentine Wife
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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Blood Hate Transparent Water
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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City Couple Missing Night Separate United Valentine
In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
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Lose Love Sea Yourself

In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”

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