Pablo Neruda
"Laughter is the language of the soul."
"When I see the sea once more will the sea have seen or not seen me?"
"I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too."
"Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?"
"I want to do to you what spring does to cherry trees."
"Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."
"When I see the sea once more will the sea have seen or not seen me?"
"I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too."
"Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?"
"I want to do to you what spring does to cherry trees."
"Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."