50+ Best Pablo Neruda Quotes: Exclusive Selection

Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto, better known by his pen name and, later, legal name Pablo Neruda, was a Nobel Prize winning Chilean poet-diplomat and politician. Profoundly inspirational Pablo Neruda quotes will encourage growth in life, make you wiser and broaden your perspective.

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Famous Pablo Neruda Quotes

Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying…and every day on the balcony of the sea wings open fire is born and everything is blue again like morning.

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.

I am no longer in love with her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

Do you not see that the apple tree flowers only to die in the apple?

We are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.

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.

Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.

Give me, for my life, all lives, give me all the pain of everyone, I’m going to turn it into hope.

But I love your feet because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

Inspirational Pablo Neruda Quotes

Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?

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

Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little.

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

Give me your hand out of the depths sown by your sorrows.

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.

Someday, somewhere — anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.

I am everybody and every time, I always call myself by your name.

Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south? Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

(Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte?) Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?

At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined.

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.

I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

With which stars do they go on speaking, the rivers that never reach the sea?

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…

What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?

You are like nobody since I love you.

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.

Amazing Pablo Neruda Quotes

Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

Give me silence, water, hope Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.

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

I do not dare, I do not dare to write it if you die.

And what importance do I have in the courtroom of oblivion?

When I got the chance I asked them a slew of questions. They offered to burn me; it was the only thing they knew.

Why is it so hard, the sweetness of the heart of the cherry? Is it because it must die or because it must carry on?

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because — because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

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….

Love! Love until the night collapses!

So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.

Laughter is the language of the soul.

Does he who is always waiting, suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?

Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.

Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.

Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that’s why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.

I need the sea because it teaches me.

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

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