Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.
PABLO NERUDAI am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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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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By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
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Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
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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.
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Poetry is an act of peace.
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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
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In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
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Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
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There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.
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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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The books that help you most are those which make you think that most.
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In the distance someone is singing.
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