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And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
Frederich Nietzsche (via observando)
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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.
TWENTY LOVE POEMS AND A SONG OF DESPAIR, PABLO NERUDA. (via thebookthieves)
I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.
Pablo Neruda, from “[We Have Lost Even]” (Poem 10), in Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, translated by W.S. Merwin (via growing-orbits)
I want
to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.
Pablo Neruda, from “Every Day You Play”, in Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, trans. W. S. Merwin (via the-final-sentence)
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
Pablo NerudaBody of a Woman (3)
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
Pablo Neruda (via larmoyante)
If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.
Pablo Neruda (via springwithcherrytrees)