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 NERUDAI love you as one loves certain dark things.
More Pablo Neruda Quotes
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What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?
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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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My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
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Hate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
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If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
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Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.
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In one kiss, you’ll know all I haven’t said.
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While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?
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Love! Love until the night collapses!
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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
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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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I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
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So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
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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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