Quotes About Beauty

Cuando estuve por primera vez frente al océano quedé sobrecogido. Allí entre dos grandes cerros (el Huilque y el Maule) se desarrollaba la furia del gran mar. No sólo eran las inmensas olas nevadas que se levantaban a muchos metros sobre nuestras cabezas, sino un estruendo de corazón colosal, la palpitación del universo.

Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía. Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma, y te pareces a la palabra melancolía;

You change between teeth and desire into nothing but cool light that loosens into a stream that touched us singing. And thus you don't weigh us down in the burning siesta hour, you don't weigh us down, you just go by and your great heart like a cold ember changed into the water of a single drop. — Pablo Neruda, from "Ode to a Watermelon," Full Woman, Fleshly Apple, Hot Moon: Selected Poems of Pablo Neruda (HarperFlamingo, 1997)

Of everything I have seen, it's you I want to go on seeing: Of everything I've touched, it's your flesh I want to go on touching. I love your orange laughter. I am moved by the sight of you sleeping. — Pablo Neruda, from "Amor," Intimacies: Poems of Love. (Harper; 1st edition, October 28, 2008)

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture

mido apenas los ojos más extensos del cielo y me inclino a tu boca para besar la tierra

You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid.

Ho?u da uradim s tobom ono što prolje?e radi s trešnjama.

A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body. I will go so far as to think you own the universe. I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

You have deep eyes in which the night flails. Cool arms of flowers and a lap of rose.

Pamtim kakva si bila one posljednje jeseni..

Es una copa llena de agua el mundo.

En ti los ríos cantan y mi alma en ellos huye como tú lo desees y hacia donde tú quieras.

Todo lo que usted quiera, sí señor, pero son las palabras las que cantan, las que suben y bajan... Me prosterno ante ellas... Las amo, las adhiero, las persigo, las muerdo, las derrito... Amo tanto las palabras... Las inesperadas... Las que glotonamente se esperan, se acechan, hasta que de pronto caen... Vocablos amados... Brillan como piedras de colores, saltan como platinados peces

El aire, el vino van con los dos amantes, la noche les regala sus pétalos dichososo, tienen derecho a todos los claveles.

Do you not see a threat in the bloody silk of the poppy? No ves en la seda sangrienta de la amapola una amenaza?

Nadie nos vio esta tarde con las manos unidas mientras la noche azul caía sobre el mundo.

Give me a museum and I'll fill it.

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.

The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life

Academic training in beauty is a sham. When we love a woman, we don't start measuring her legs.

There's nothing more difficult than a line.

L'art lave notre âme de la poussière du quotidien.