I like on the table, when we’re speaking, the light of a bottle of intelligent wine.
PABLO NERUDATake bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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Love is a clash of lightnings
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It was my destiny to love and say goodbye.
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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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For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.
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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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Laughter is the language of the soul.
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Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
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In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
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If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
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You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
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Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive.
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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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I love you as one loves certain dark things.
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Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
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From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.
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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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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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Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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The birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.
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I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
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What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?
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The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.
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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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