Occupation: Senator Of Chile Birth: July 12, 1904 Death: September 23, 1973
Give me silence, water, hope Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes..
I love all the things there are, and of all fires love is the only inexhaustible one; and that's why I go from life to life..
so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache..
Sufre mas el que espera siempre que aquel que nunca espero a nadie? Does he who is always waiting suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?.
You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them….
I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire….
In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I….
You came to my life with what you were bringing, made of light and bread and shadow I expected you, and Like this I need you, Like this I love you, a….
The birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you..
so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that y….
And it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, we will, come to be..
I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretl….
You must know that I do not love and that I love you, because everything alive has its two sides; a word is one wing of silence, fire has its cold ha….
We are dust and to dust return. In the end we're neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow….
I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics..
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
No, my dog used to gaze at me, paying me the attention I need, the attention required to make a vain person like me understand that, being a dog, he ….
I love all things, not because they are passionate or sweet-smelling but because, I don't know, because this ocean is yours, and mine: these buttons ….
We have to discard the past / and, as one builds / floor by floor, window by window, / and the building rises, / so do we keep shedding - first, brok….
But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me..