Tie your heart at night to mine, love, and both will defeat the darkness like twin drums beating in the forest against… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Full woman, fleshly apple, hot moon, thick smell of seaweed, crushed mud and light, what obscure brilliance opens between your columns? What… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Here I love you. Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you still among these cold… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I stood on the balcony dark with mourning... hoping the earth would spread its wings in my uninhabited love. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” — Pablo Neruda… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I remember only a day that was perhaps never intended for me, it was an incessant day, without origins, Thursday. I was a man… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“We had, as men, time So our thirst could slowly be satisfied, the ancestral longing to enumerate things and sum them up, to render… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender. My rough peasant's body digs in you and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
We open the halves of a miracle, and a clotting of acids brims into the starry divisions: creation's original juices, irreducible, changeless, alive: so… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
