Pablo Neruda Quotes
''“I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” ''― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
''“In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.” ''― Pablo Neruda
''“I dont want to go on being a root in the dark,
vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep,
downward, in the soaked guts of the earth,
absorbing and thinking, eating each day.” ''
''“I like on the table,
when were speaking,
the light of a bottle
of intelligent wine.” ''
''“By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two
together in their sleep will defeat the darkness” ''
''“I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases.....” ''
''“Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness
And the infinite tenderness shattered you like a jar.”''
''“How much does a man live, after all?/ Does he live a thousand days, or one only?― Pablo Neruda
For a week, or for several centuries?/ How long does a man spend dying?/ What does it mean to say for ever? ” ''
''“I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.”''
''“I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” ''
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If You Forget Me
I want you to know
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
you forget me
do not look for me,...
It so happens I am sick of being a man.
And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie
dried up, waterproof, like a swan made of felt
steering my way in a water of wombs and ashes.
The smell of barbershops makes me break into hoarse
The only thing I want is to lie still like stones or wool.