And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
Interpretation
The quote portrays the emotional connection between two people despite physical distance, emphasizing the unity of their experiences.
In this quote, Pablo Neruda expresses the idea that even when lovers are apart in different cities, the nights they experience are interconnected. The imagery of the night serves as a metaphor for shared feelings and memories that transcend geographical boundaries, suggesting that love creates a bond that unites individuals even when they are physically separated.
In practice
In a romantic letter to your partner who is far away, you can use this quote to remind them of your connection.
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.β - Verb.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.
Deep within us-no matter who we are-there lives a feeling of wanting to be lovable, of wanting to be the kind of person that others like to be with. And the greatest thing we can do is to let people know that they are loved and capable of loving.
Dating a new man is like holding a strawberry milkshake; first the taste, then the pleasure.
But to fall in love does not mean to love. One can fall in love and still hate.
Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?
Love God, and do as you like, say the Free Spirits. Yes; but as long as you like anything contrary to God's will, you do not love Him.
It is the special quality of love not to be able to remain stationary, to be obliged to increase under pain of diminishing.
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