Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDAIn the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?
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There is no space wider than that of grief.
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Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
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The tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.
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I love you as one loves certain dark things.
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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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Poetry is an act of peace.
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Someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
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Love is the mystery of water and a star.
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I move in the university of the waves.
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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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It was my destiny to love and say goodbye.
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Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
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Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
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I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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