582 Quotes by Pablo Neruda

I want to see the thirstinside the syllablesI want to touch the firein the sound:I want to feel the darknessof the cry. I wantwords as roughas virgin rocks.” - Verb.

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 ditacome il succo del vino dal centro dell’uva.

I will die kissing your mad cold mouth,embracing the lost bouquet of your body,and searching for the light of your closed eyes

I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait

I learned about lifefrom life itself,love I learned in a single kissand could teach no one anythingexcept that I have livedwith something in common among men.

With a kiss you’ll know all I’ve kept quiet.

And so this letter endswith 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 bealwaysbeside the friend, facing the enemy,with your name on my mouthand a kiss that neverbroke away from yours.

In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.

He dormido contigoy al despertar tu bocasalida de tu sueñome dio el sabor de tierra,de agua