Pablo Neruda Quotes

Pablo Neruda Quotes.

The books that help you most are those which make you t

The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.
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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.
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I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.
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Every day you play with the light of the universe.
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What did the earth teach the trees?
How to speak to the sky.
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Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
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so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.
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To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
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Laughter is the language of the soul.
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Someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
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Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
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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.
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As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
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A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn’t play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
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