Quotes About Beauty

they will say: The one you love, is not a woman for you, Why do you love her? I think you could find one more beautiful, more serious, more deep, more other . . .

Sol de Mar Yo encontre en Isla Negra un dia, un sol acostado en la arena, un sol centrifugo y central cubierto de dedos de oro y ventosas como alfileres. Recogi el sol enarenado y levantandolo a la luz lo compare con el del cielo. No se miraron, ni se vieron.

I love the handful of the earth you are. Because of its meadows, vast as a planet, I have no other star. You are my replica of the multiplying universe.

You are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.

Cementerios de besos, aún hay fuego en tus tumbas, aún los racimos arden picoteados de pájaros

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle, and even your breasts smell of it. While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth. — Pablo Neruda, from "XIV [Every day you play with the light of the universe.]," Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despai r, in The Poetry of Pablo Neruda , ed. Ilan Stavans (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2003)

I am hungry for your silken laughter, For your hands the color of savage harvest, Hungry for the pail stones of your fingernails. I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. from "Love Sonnet XI

È così ingiusta l'anima senza radici: rifiuta la bellezza che le offrono, cerca il suo disgraziato territorio e solo in esso il martirio e la pace.

The dove signifies the dove and the guitar signifies a musical instrument called the guitar.

En tu abrazo yo abrazo lo que existe, la arena, el tiempo, el árbol de la lluvia, y todo vive para que yo viva: sin ir tan lejos puedo verlo todo: veo en tu vida todo lo viviente.

Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations; your skin throbs like the streak of a meteror through rain. Your hips were that much of the moon for me; and deep mouth and its delights, that much sun; your heart, fiery with its long red rays, was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade. So I pass across your burning form, kissing you—compact and planetary, from Love Sonnet "XVI

Para que tú me oigas mis palabras se adelgazan a veces como las huellas de las gaviotas en las playas.

Porque o amor, enquanto a vida nos acossa, é simplesmente uma onda alta sobre as ondas.

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos. * Voglio fare con te ciò che la primavera fa con i ciliegi.

Quero fazer contigo o que a primavera faz com as cerejeiras

Your Feet When I cannot look at your face I look at your feet. Your feet of arched bone, your hard little feet. I know that they support you, and that your sweet weight rises upon them. Your waist and your breasts, the doubled purple of your nipples, the sockets of your eyes that have just flown away, your wide fruit mouth, your red tresses, my little tower. But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

Y es esta la moral de mi Oda: Dos veces es belleza la belleza, y lo que es bueno es doblemente bueno, cuando se trata de dos calcetines de lana en el invierno.

Ah, izlemeli her ÅŸeyden uzaklaÅŸan yolu, kesmediÄŸi yolu yürek daralmas?n?n, ölümün, k???n, çiyler aras?nda aç?lan gözleriyle.

Veo en tu vida todo lo viviente.

The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. ..A great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.

Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk. Oh the goblets of the breast! Oh the eyes of absence! Oh the pink roses of the pubis! Oh your voice, slow and sad!

Naiad: cut your body into turquoise pieces, they will bloom resurrected in the kitchen. This is how you become everything that lives.

Mas se amo os teus pés É só porque andaram Sobre a terra e sobre O vento e sobre a água, Até me encontrarem.

Cuando vas por las calles nadie te reconoce. Nadie ve la corona de cristal, nadie mira la alfombra de oro rojo que pisas donde pasas, la alfombra que no existe. Y cuando asomas suenan todos los ríos en mi cuerpo, sacuden el cielo las campanas, y un himno llena el mundo. Solo tú y yo, solo tú y yo, amor mío, lo escuchamos.