Pablo Neruda Quotes

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.

And that's why i have to go backto so many placesthere to find myselfand constantly examine myselfwith no witness but the moonand then whistle with joy,ambling over rocks and clods of earth,

If we were not so single-mindedabout keeping our lives movingand for once could do nothing,perhaps a huge silencemight interrupt this sadnessof never understanding ourselvesand of threatening ourselve...