What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?
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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Everything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.
PABLO NERUDAEverything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.
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Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
PABLO NERUDADo tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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The books that help you most are those which make you think that most.
PABLO NERUDAThe books that help you most are those which make you think that most.
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In the distance someone is singing.
PABLO NERUDAIn the distance someone is singing.
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Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
PABLO NERUDAGive me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
PABLO NERUDAI crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
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I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
PABLO NERUDAI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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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.
PABLO NERUDATie 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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I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
PABLO NERUDAI’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
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The birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.
PABLO NERUDAThe birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
PABLO NERUDAI have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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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.
PABLO NERUDASomeday, 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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While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
PABLO NERUDAWhile I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
PABLO NERUDAIn the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
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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.
PABLO NERUDAI 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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