Pablo Neruda Quotes

Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.

Under your skin the moon is alive.

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.

Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.

I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.

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.

If each day falls
inside each night,
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
We need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.

so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.

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.

As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

You are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.

Laughter is the language of the soul.