Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and… — 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 don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
To harden the earth the rocks took charge: instantly they grew wings: the rocks that soared: the survivors flew up the lightning… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still. For once on the face of the earth let's not… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
The bare earth, plantless, waterless, is an immense puzzle. In the forests or beside rivers everything speaks to humans. The desert does… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I can scarcely measure the sky's most spacious eyes and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Day-colored wine, night-colored wine, wine with purple feet or wine with topaz blood, wine, starry child of earth... — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“My struggle is harsh and I come back with eyes tired at times from having seen the unchanging earth, but when your… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
And that's why i have to go back to so many places there to find myself and constantly examine myself with no… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I have slept with you all night long while the dark earth spins with the living and the dead, and on waking… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Hay una estrella mas abierta que la palabra 'amapola'? Is there a star more wide open than the word 'poppy"?” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I am not a gentle shepherd like the ones in fairy tales, but a good woodsman who shares with you earth, wind,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“In you the earth… Little rose, roselet, at times, tiny and naked, it seems as though you would fit in one of… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
On our earth, before writing was invented, before the printing press was invented, poetry flourished. That is why we know that poetry… — 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
