Best 11 quotes in «neruda quotes» category

And so this letter ends with no sadness: my feet are firm upon the earth, my hand writes this letter on the road, and in the midst of life I shall be always beside the friend, facing the enemy, with your name on my mouth and a kiss that never broke away from yours.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes? Or are they invisible rivers that run toward sadness?

I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men, when fighting with them, when saying all their say in my song. Pablo Neruda- "Ode to the Book,

It was at that age that poetry came in search of me.

Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying...and every day on the balcony of the sea wings open fire is born and everything is blue again like morning.

Ma eccola qui, la tua forma familiare, quel che è mio, il tuo, quel che è mio, quel che è tuo e mi inonda, eccola qui, che mi riempie le membra di abbandono, eccola qui, la tua tenerezza, che si ormeggia alle stesse radici, matura nella stessa carovana di frutti, ed esce dalla tua anima rotta sotto le mie dita come il succo del vino dal centro dell’uva.

Pay to go inside Neruda's home A body lies there with no dome. But right there in the front hall Lean a fairy against the icy wall. Oh Endless enigmas had the bard! Nice and large and calm backyard Ends In the middle of a rare room Rare portrait of revelishing gloom. Up climbing at the weird snail stair Does make you grasp for some air. And there's a room with bric-a-brac: Old and precious books all in a pack. Dare saying what I liked most of all? Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!

te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

...Neruda was right about all mysterious women - The moon lives in the lining of their skin...

Someday Neruda and Octavio Paz will shake hands. Sooner or later Paz will make room on Olympus for Neruda. But we will always be on the outside.