More from Pablo Neruda
- A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often. Books don’t slip from his hands but fly past him through the air, high as birds, high as prices.
- A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often. Books don't slip from his hands but fly past him through the air, high as birds, high as prices. Memoirs, ch. 11
- all his sweet and shaggy life, always near me, never troubling me, and asking nothing.
- all his sweet and shaggy life, always near me, never troubling me, and asking nothing. A Dog Has Died
- Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
- I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way
Last reviewed 2026-07-09