Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
PABLO NERUDADeath is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
PABLO NERUDAShyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
PABLO NERUDAI crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
PABLO NERUDAFrom sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.
PABLO NERUDAI believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
PABLO NERUDAI have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.
PABLO NERUDABut from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.
PABLO NERUDAI 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.
PABLO NERUDAIn the distance someone is singing.
PABLO NERUDALove is the mystery of water and a star.
PABLO NERUDAPoetry arrived in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don’t know how or when.
PABLO NERUDATo feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
PABLO NERUDAMy soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
PABLO NERUDAJoyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
PABLO NERUDALove is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
PABLO NERUDALove, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.
PABLO NERUDA