Neruda Quotes

“It was at that age
that poetry came in search of me.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

“Every day you play with the light of the universe.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

“te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.”
― Pablo Neruda

“Maybe someone will know I didn't weave crowns to draw blood; that I faught against mockery;
that I did fill the high tide of my soul with truth.
I repaid vileness with doves.”
― Pablo Neruda

“...Neruda was right about all mysterious women - The moon lives in the lining of their skin...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“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,”
― Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems

“Do tears not yet spilled
wait in small lakes?

Or are they invisible rivers
that run toward sadness?”
― Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions

“Neruda had his first dream,
First meeting with the Moon and the Sun
In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,
Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

“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.”
― Pablo Neruda, The Captain's Verses

“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!”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, ACross Tic

“Lo siento Neruda, pero no me gusta cuando él calla, cuando está como ausente, y mi voz no lo toca, y mi voz no lo alcanza. Su silencio es tan frío como el par de lágrimas que desesperadas, por mis mejillas resbalan.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche, pero sería "en vano" porque mi amor no le agrada, porque su voz no me canta y su piel no me llama”
― Gissi Rodríguez

“La poesía ha perdido su vínculo con el lejano lector... Tiene que recobrarlo... Tiene que caminar en la oscuridad y encontrarse con el corazón del hombre, con los ojos de la mujer, con los desconocidos de las calles, de los que a cierta hora crepuscular, o en plena noche estrellada, necesitan aunque sea no más que un solo verso.... Esa visita a lo imprevisto vale todo lo andado, todo lo leído, todo lo aprendido... Hay que perderse entre los que no conocemos para que de pronto recojan lo nuestro de la calle, de la arena, de las hojas caídas mil años en el mismo bosque... y tomen tiernamente ese objeto que hicimos nosotros.... Sólo entonces seremos verdaderamente poetas... En ese objeto vivirá la poesía...”
― Pablo Neruda

“If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.”
― Pablo Neruda

“Another's. She will be another's.”
― Pablo Neruda

“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.”
― Roberto Bolaño

“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.”
― Pablo Neruda, Poesie erotiche

“T’amo senza sapere come, né quando, né da dove,
t’amo direttamente senza problemi né orgoglio:
così ti amo perché non so amare altrimenti”
― Pablo Neruda

“T’amo senza sapere come,
né quando, né da dove, t’amo direttamente senza problemi né orgoglio: così ti amo perché non so amare altrimenti”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Full woman, fleshly apple, hot moon,
thick smell of seaweed, crushed mud and light,
what obscure brilliance opens between your columns?
What ancient night does a man touch with his senses?

Loving is a journey with water and with stars,
with smothered air and abrupt storms of flour:
loving is a clash of lightening bolts
and two bodies defeated by a single drop of honey.

Kiss by kiss I move across your small infinity,
your borders, your rivers, your tiny villages,
and the genital fire transformed into delight

runs through the narrow pathways of the blood
until it plunges down, like a dark carnation,
until it is and is no more than a flash in the night.
( from “Love Sonnet XII”)”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“(..)no te vayas al cielo,
alcanza
las manzanas,
no las nubes,
ésas
déjalas
ir por el cielo, irse
hacia el pasado.
Tú
eres
tu presente,
tu manzana:
tómala
de tu árbol,
levántala
en tu
mano,
brilla
como una estrella,
tócala,
híncale el diente y ándate
silbando en el camino.”
― Pablo Neruda

“Kafka, Tolstoy, Plath, Hemingway, Neruda, and Rilke are all masters of writing. They are history. Read the writings of the present generation poets & writers, before they become history!”
― Avijeet Das

“Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.”
― Pablo Neruda, 二〇の愛の詩と一つの絶望の歌

“Once there was a little boy name Neftalí, who loved wild things wildly and quiet things quietly.”
― Monica Brown, Pablo Neruda: Poet of the People