Top 15 Neruda Poem Quotes
#1. One Christmas I had no money, and so I went home and just, like, wrote a poem; I mean, I didn't write them, but I just handed out poems as Christmas presents. Like, 'Here's a Pablo Neruda poem that really made me think of you.'
June Diane Raphael
#2. Neruda poem that talked about 'the light of hidden flowers.' It's easy to believe in people when they have it all together on the outside. It's way cooler to believe in them when what they have is still a little buried.
Jennifer Handford
#3. Her most recent birthday. She'd just turned thirteen. But not last December - December 17, 1941, the last day she had lived in New Orleans.
Rick Riordan
#4. If you like a person at their worst, you will love them at their best.
Jeffrey Fry
#6. Breasts were one thing: they were in front, where you could have some control over them. Then there were bums, which were behind, and out of sight, and thus more lawless. Apart from loosely gathered skirts, nothing much could be done about them.
Margaret Atwood
#7. To enjoy the beauty of the world, don't try to fit in. Try to fly out of your perceived boundaries.
Debasish Mridha
#8. You can go a hundred miles a second
Don't have to drive no lousy cab
Got everything you want and more man
And the King picks up the tab
You walk around on streets of gold all day
And you never have to listen
To what these customers say and I know ...
Marc Cohn
#9. At night I dream that you and I are two plants
that grew together, roots entwined,
and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth,
since we are made of earth and rain.
Pablo Neruda
#10. Unfortunately, love and compassion have been omitted from too many spheres of social interaction for too long. Usually confined to family and home, their practice in public life is considered impractical, even naive. This is tragic.
Dalai Lama
#11. She was ashamed. She would not
she would not
be frightened of him: he was what he was, and he had made a promise he would keep.
Robin McKinley
#12. the only thing that lasts a whole lifetime is life itself, everything else is inevitably precarious, unstable, transient
Jose Saramago
#13. He is so beautiful that he makes a part of my soul weep. I don't understand those tears. They aren't like the ones I cry for Alina. They aren't made of water and salt. I think they're made of blood.
Karen Marie Moning
#14. Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
Pablo Neruda
#15. Acting is a specific discipline. Just because you can sing doesn't mean you have the sensitivities of being an actor.
Neil Diamond
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