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“La Barcarola Termina (The Watersong Ends) (1967), trans. Anthony Kerrigan in Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”

“Soliloquio en Tinieblas (Soliloquy at Twilight) from Estravagario (Book of Vagaries) (1958).”

“Mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada My love feeds on your love, beloved From "Si Tu Me Olvidas"”

“Oda a la Bella Desnuda (Ode to a Beautiful Nude) , from Nuevas Odas Elementales (1956), trans. Nathaniel Tarn in Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”

“Debajo de tu piel vive la luna. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

“I cannot help thinking that it is more natural to have flowers grow out of the head than fruit. Letter to Cassandra (1799”

“I am rather impatient to know the fate of my best gown. Letter to Cassandra (1799”

“She would tell you herself that she has a very dreadful cold in her head at present; but I have not much compassion for colds in the head without fever or sore throat. Letter to Cassandra (1799”

“I had a very pleasant evening, however, though you will probably find out that there was no particular reason for it; but I do not think it worth while to wait for enjoyment until there is some real opportunity for it. Letter (1799”

“You deserve a longer letter than this; but it is my unhappy fate seldom to treat people so well as they deserve. Letter to Cassandra (1798”

“I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal. Letter to Cassandra (1798”

“I am very much obliged to my dear little George for his message”

“Next week I shall begin my operations on my hat, on which you know my principal hopes of happiness depend. Letter (1798”

“What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance. Letter (1796”

“Here I am once more in this scene of dissipation and vice, and I begin already to find my morals corrupted. Letter (August 1796) on arriving in London [ Letters of Jane Austen”

“What a shame that love has no dictionary in which to ascertain when pride is simply pride and when it is dignity!”

“Love is a chaos of light and shadows. Woman, an amalgam of perjury and tenderness. Man, an abyss of greatness and smallness.”

“Solitude is very beautiful... when you have someone to tell it to.”

“For a look, a world; for a smile, a heaven; for a kiss... I don't know what I would give you for a kiss!”

“The soul that can speak through its eyes can also kiss with its gaze.”

“What is poetry? You ask while fixing your blue pupil on my pupil. What is poetry? And you ask me? Poetry... is you.”