Author of quotes: Pablo Neruda

I am rich with people you love and who love me, rich land and homeland.

Time easily such as fly ash or air, fast as water.

In the mirror of the world reflects the violence, and his visage disgusted him.

Poets created from a special material: we have a fair share of fire and smoke.

All in a word... a thought can be changed only because a shifted one word or because another king was seated in the middle of a phrase, which has not waited for him and he does not obey....

Poetry - world. The poet is going out of the world, as bread is born of flour.

My life is woven of many lives, for such is the life of the poet.

... moment's first book, still smelling of ink and caressing touch of the pages, this delightful and heady moment when, as if heard the rustle of the opening over the head of the wings and on the top of the mountain the flower blossoms, such a moment comes once in the life of the poet.

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

Joy
green leaf,
flew into the window,
tiny
here born
light
elephant trumpet,
a nugget of shining,
sometimes
instant flash,
but
or rather,
pressing our bread,
the accomplishment of hopes,
the performance of duty.

We must pass through solitude and difficulty, through solitude and silence to find a place where we can dance their awkward dance and sing their sad song. This dance and this song are the ancient rituals by which consciousness comes to awareness of their own humanity.

So short and love so long forgotten.

When the doors open and the smell of the forest will blow, I maybe will understand what's left in me from me.

Why earth when there is heaven?