Pablo Neruda Quotes
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Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
- Pablo Neruda
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, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
- Pablo Neruda