I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDAI can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDAAll paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
PABLO NERUDAI have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
PABLO NERUDAIn the distance someone is singing.
PABLO NERUDAI move in the university of the waves.
PABLO NERUDAGive me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
PABLO NERUDAConspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
PABLO NERUDAHate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
PABLO NERUDAEverything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
PABLO NERUDAWhen 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?
PABLO NERUDAThe 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.
PABLO NERUDALike them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
PABLO NERUDABy night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
PABLO NERUDALove has to be flowering like the stars, and measureless as a kiss.
PABLO NERUDAWhat did the earth teach the trees? How to speak to the sky.
PABLO NERUDAShyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
PABLO NERUDA