Top 100 Love Neruda Quotes
#1. I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
Pablo Neruda
#2. Dude had serious game." Grip laughs. "No one writes about love and sex and passion like Neruda.
Kennedy Ryan
#3. I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair
Pablo Neruda
#4. Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us
Pablo Neruda
#5. The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.
Pablo Neruda
#6. About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you
Pablo Neruda
#7. From that terrible love the soft pure hands
gave peace to my eyes and sun to my senses.
Pablo Neruda
#10. Before loving you, love, nothing was mine:
I hesitated through the streets and things:
nothing mattered or had a name:
the world was of the air that I awaited.
Pablo Neruda
#11. I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Pablo Neruda
#12. I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous
Pablo Neruda
#13. To love is to tilt with the lightning, two bodies routed by a single honey's sweet.
Pablo Neruda
#14. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
Pablo Neruda
#15. And it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, we will, come to be.
Pablo Neruda
#16. 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
Pablo Neruda
#17. My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
Pablo Neruda
#18. Loving is a journey with water and with stars,
with smothered air and abrupt storms of flour:
loving is a clash of lightning-bolts
and two bodies defeated by a single drop of honey.
Pablo Neruda
#19. Tonight I can write the saddest lines
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo Neruda
#20. I love your feet
because they have
wandered over
the earth and through
the wind and water
until they brought
you to me.
Pablo Neruda
#21. No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,
we will go together, over the waters of time.
No one else will travel through the shadows with me,
only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.
Pablo Neruda
#22. Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
Pablo Neruda
#23. Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way
Pablo Neruda
#24. Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Pablo Neruda
#25. I know you exist not just because your eyes fly
and give light to things like an open window
Pablo Neruda
#26. And that's why i have to go back to so many places there to find myself and constantly examine myself with no witness but the moon and then whistle with joy, ambling over rocks and clods of earth, with no task but to live, with no family but the road.
Pablo Neruda
#27. Beyond the earth and the shadow
the brightness of our love will stay alive
Pablo Neruda
#28. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
Pablo Neruda
#29. O happy childhood! blessed youth! But once we know thy potent power; But once we live all careless free; No cross to mar our love-lit bower.
Pablo Neruda
#31. If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life
Pablo Neruda
#32. But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
Pablo Neruda
#34. I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.
Pablo Neruda
#35. I love the piece of earth you are,
because in all the planetary prairies
I do not have another star. You repeat
the multiplication of the universe.
Pablo Neruda
#36. 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.
Pablo Neruda
#37. Nothing touches your skin of sweat
(meltdown of oceanic kisses)
when the purple light
whispers to the moon
in silent moonlit clarity
Bear Step
#38. Someone will ask later, sometimes searching for a name, his own or someone's else's why I neglected his sadness or his love ... But I didn't have enough time or ink for everyone. Or maybe it was the strain of the city, of time the cold heart of the clocks ...
Pablo Neruda
#39. I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.'" I blink at him. "Neruda. I starred the passage. God," he moans. "Why didn't you open it?
Stephanie Perkins
#40. You pervade everything, you, pervade everything.
Pablo Neruda
#41. Love brought its tail of pains,
its long static beam of thorns,
and we close our eyes so that nothing,
so that no wound will separate us.
Pablo Neruda
#42. WANT TO DO WITH YOU WHAT SPRING DOES WITH THE CHERRY TREES." Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair *
Chance Carter
#43. In you the wars and the flights accumulated,
From you the wings of the songbirds rose.
Pablo Neruda
#44. I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases ...
Pablo Neruda
#45. Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
Pablo Neruda
#46. 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
#47. Your house sounds like a train at midday,
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew ...
Pablo Neruda
#48. Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
Pablo Neruda
#49. Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.
Pablo Neruda
#50. Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.
Pablo Neruda
#51. Naked you are blue like the night in Cuba,
you have vines and stars in your hair,
Pablo Neruda
#52. My beauty, flower by flower, star by star,
wave by wave, love, I have counted your body.
Pablo Neruda
#53. I stood on the balcony dark with mourning ... hoping the earth would spread its wings in my uninhabited love.
Pablo Neruda
#54. We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.
Pablo Neruda
#55. You make me thank god for every mistake I ever made, Because each one led me down the path that brought me to you.
Pablo Neruda
#56. Ah, love is a voyage with water and a star, in drowning air and squalls of precipitate bran; love is a war of lights in the lightning flashes, two bodies blasted in a single burst of honey.
Pablo Neruda
#57. I f nothing saves us from death, may love at least save us from life.
Pablo Neruda
#58. You & I, Love, together we ratify the silence,
while the sea destroys its perpetual statues,
collapses its towers of wild speed and whiteness:
because in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
galloping water, incessant sand,
we make the only permanent tenderness.
Pablo Neruda
#59. Love is so short, and forgetting takes so long.
Pablo Neruda
#60. From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands
and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.
Pablo Neruda
#61. I will die kissing your mad cold mouth,
embracing the lost bouquet of your body,
and searching for the light of your closed eyes
Pablo Neruda
#62. My love has two lifetimes to love you. That's how I can love you when I don't, and still love you when I do.
Pablo Neruda
#63. I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.
In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait
Pablo Neruda
#64. 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.
Pablo Neruda
#67. Of all the fires, love is the only inexhaustible one.
Pablo Neruda
#68. I love you in order to begin loving you,
to start infinity again
and never to stop loving you:
that is why I do not love you yet.
Pablo Neruda
#69. As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
Pablo Neruda
#70. Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Pablo Neruda
#71. Love, my territory of kisses and volcanoes.
Pablo Neruda
#72. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Pablo Neruda
#73. In this part of the story I am the one who
dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
Pablo Neruda
#74. But when I call for a hero, out comes my lazy old self; so I never know who I am, nor how many I am or will be. I'd love to be able to touch a bell and summon the real me, because if I really need myself, I mustn't disappear.
Pablo Neruda
#75. Give me Pablo Neruda, picnic beneath a full moon & iridescent stars, black olives, cherries, dark things, canoe on a river ... that's romance.
Brandi L. Bates
#76. When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?
Pablo Neruda
#78. I love you as one loves certain dark things - Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII
Cassandra Clare
#79. Oh invade me with your scalding mouth,
search me if you like, with your nocturnal eyes,
but allow me to sail and sleep upon your name.
Pablo Neruda
#80. Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?
Pablo Neruda
#81. 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.
Pable Neruda
#83. I love you like the plant that does not bloom
and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,
Pablo Neruda
#84. My ugly one, I love you for your waist of gold,
my beauty, I love you because of a wrinkle on your forehead,
love, I love you because you are clear and dark.
Pablo Neruda
#86. You, in bloom, heart, beloved,
you are like the foliage of the sky over my eyes
and I look at you lying on the earth
Pablo Neruda
#87. I repeated: come with me, as if I were dying,
and no one saw in my mouth the moon that was bleeding,
no one saw the blood that was rising into the silence.
Oh love, now let us forget the star with thorns!
Pablo Neruda
#88. Of so much moon were your hips to me,
of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight,
of so much burning light like honey in the shade
Pablo Neruda
#90. Bitter love, a violet with it's crown of thorns in a thicet of spiky passions, spear of sorrow, corolla of rage: how did you come to conquer my soul? What brought you?
Pablo Neruda
#91. Joyful, joyful, joyful,
as only dogs know how to be happy
with only the autonomy
of their shameless spirit.
Pablo Neruda
#92. I love you without knowing how, nor when, nor from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you this way because I know no other way to love,
Pablo Neruda
#93. By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two
together in their sleep will defeat the darkness
Pablo Neruda
#95. From all the graces of my homeland
I chose only your savage heart.
Pablo Neruda
#96. Er eyes were the color of faraway love
her arms were matching topazes
her lips moved soundlessly in the coral light
and ultimately, she left by the door..
Pablo Neruda
#98. What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful,
a body just like those that have slipped
beneath my body without leaving any memory.
Pablo Neruda
#99. And what has become of it, where is that onetime love? Now it is the grave of a bird, a drop of black quartz, a chunk of wood eroded by the rain.
Pablo Neruda
#100. Oh love, rose made wet by mermaids and foams, fire that dances and climbs up the invisible stairs and awakens the blood in the tunnel of sleeplessness.
Pablo Neruda
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