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.
PABLO NERUDAWhile I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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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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Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn’t play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
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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 was the owner of my own darkness.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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A book, a book full of human touches, of shirts, a book without loneliness, with men and tools, a book is victory.
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If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
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Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.
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Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
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In the distance someone is singing.
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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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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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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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Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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