Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.
PABLO NERUDA- I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
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I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.
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While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
PABLO NERUDAWhile I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
PABLO NERUDALove is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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Laughter is the language of the soul.
PABLO NERUDALaughter is the language of the soul.
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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.
PABLO NERUDAA 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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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
PABLO NERUDAAnd one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
PABLO NERUDAIn the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
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Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
PABLO NERUDAGive me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
PABLO NERUDAI have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
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My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
PABLO NERUDAMy soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
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We are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
PABLO NERUDAWe are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
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Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
PABLO NERUDAAbsence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDATonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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I love you as one loves certain dark things.
PABLO NERUDAI love you as one loves certain dark things.
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To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
PABLO NERUDATo feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
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Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth’s pure death the will to sprout.
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