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“Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love.”

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“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

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“Tonight I can write the saddest lines
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”

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“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

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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.

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

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"To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life." — Pablo Neruda

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Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly....
- Pablo Neruda

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

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

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-Pablo Neruda

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You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.

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"Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us."
- Pablo Neruda

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“Laughter is the language of the soul.”

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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us. -Pablo Neruda

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But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.

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

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Love is so short, forgetting is so long. 

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Love is so short, forgetting is so long. 