Pablo Neruda Quotes
''A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often. Books don't slip from his hands but fly past him through the air, high as birds, high as prices.''Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), Chilean poet. Memoirs, ch. 11 (1974, trans. 1977).
''“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” ''100 Love Sonnets
''“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” ''
''“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” ''Pablo Neruda, Love: Ten Poems
''“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, youll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.” ''― Pablo Neruda
''“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” ''Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
''“Tonight I can write the saddest lines― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.” ''
''“As if you were on fire from within.― Pablo Neruda
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ''
''“so I wait for you like a lonely house100 Love Sonnets
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.” ''
''“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ''― Pablo Neruda
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Don'T Go Far Off
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest, ...
Ode To Sadness
with seven crippled feet,
No entry here.
Don't come in.