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  • #1
    Pablo Neruda
    “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 don’t know any other way of loving.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #2
    Pablo Neruda
    “Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”
    Pablo Neruda, Love: Ten Poems

  • #3
    Pablo Neruda
    “Well, now
    If little by little you stop loving me
    I shall stop loving you
    Little by little
    If suddenly you forget me
    Do not look for me
    For I shall already have forgotten you

    If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
    And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
    Remember
    That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
    And my roots will set off to seek another land”
    Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems

  • #4
    Pablo Neruda
    “Sonnet XVII

    I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
    or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
    I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

    I love you as the plant that never blooms
    but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
    thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
    risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

    I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
    I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
    so I love you because I know no other way than this:

    where I does not exist, nor you,
    so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
    so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. ”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #5
    Pablo Neruda
    “But I love your feet
    only because they walked
    upon the earth and upon
    the wind and upon the waters,
    until they found me.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #6
    Pablo Neruda
    “Only do not forget, if I wake up crying
    it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child

    hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands....”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #7
    Pablo Neruda
    “Умира бавно този…

    който не пътува, който не чете и не слуша музика, който не открива очарование в себе си.

    Умира бавно този… който разрушава себелюбието си, който отказва помощта, който не търси разнообразие.

    Умира бавно този… който се превръща в роб на навика, минавайки всеки ден по същите пътеки, който не рискува да се облече в различен цвят и не разговаря с непознати.

    Умира бавно този… който бяга от страстта и водовъртежа на чувствата, които връщат блясъка в очите и спасяват тъжните сърца.

    Умира бавно този… който не променя живота си, когато е недоволен от работата или любовта си, който не рискува сигурността за неизвестното, за да преследва една мечта, който не се решава поне веднъж в живота си да избяга от мъдрите съвети.

    Не умирай бавно… Живей днес! Рискувай днес! Действай днес! Не се оставяй да умираш бавно! Не забравяй да бъдеш щастлив!”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #8
    Pablo Neruda
    “Si todos los rios son dulces
    de donde saca sal el mar?

    If all rivers are sweet
    where does the sea get its salt?”
    Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions

  • #9
    Victor Hugo
    “To love is to act.”
    Victor Hugo

  • #10
    Victor Hugo
    “Le suprême bonheur dans la vie,c'est la conviction qu'on est aimé..”
    Victor Hugo

  • #11
    Ajahn Brahm
    “Careful patience is the fastest way!”
    Ajahn Brahm, Mindfulness, Bliss, and Beyond: A Meditator's Handbook

  • #12
    Dorothy Parker
    “Tell him I was too fucking busy-- or vice versa.”
    Dorothy Parker

  • #13
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
    Rumi

  • #14
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “I want to see you.

    Know your voice.

    Recognize you when you
    first come 'round the corner.

    Sense your scent when I come
    into a room you've just left.

    Know the lift of your heel,
    the glide of your foot.

    Become familiar with the way
    you purse your lips
    then let them part,
    just the slightest bit,
    when I lean in to your space
    and kiss you.

    I want to know the joy
    of how you whisper
    "more”
    Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi



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