Quotes About Existence

Before loving you, love, nothing was mine: I hesitated through the streets and things: nothing mattered or had a name: the world was of the air that I awaited.

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 your eyes close as I fall asleep.

I know you exist not just because your eyes fly and give light to things like an open window

When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?

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.

I am not me but the living matter fermenting and forming it's own shape in the fruitfulness of everyday

Porque sentí que de alguna manera Compartí lo que hacían O mis hermanos o mis enemigos: Y ellos, de tanta nada que saqué De la nada, de la nada mía, Tomaron algo y les sirvió mi vida...

Que aprendeu a árvore da terra para conversar com o céu? What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?

A quién le puedo preguntar Qué vine a hacer en este mundo? Por qué me muevo sin querer, Por qué no puedo estar inmóvil? Por qué voy rodando sin ruedas, Volando sin alas ni plumas? Y qué me dio por trasmigrar Si viven en Chile mis huesos?

I asked of every thing if it had something more, something more than shape and form, and I learned that way that nothing is empty-- everything is a box, a train, a boat loaded with implications, every foot that walked along a path left a telegram written in the stone, and clothes in the washing water dripped out their whole existence. -from Investigations

we shall always be, you and i, alone upon the earth, to begin life.

Zabranjeno je zaboraviti da bez tebe ovaj svijet ne bi bio isti

Perhaps not to be is to be without your being

How long does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? A week, or several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say 'for ever'? Lost in these preoccupation I set myself to clear things up. .... In my own country the undertakers answered me, between drinks: 'Get yourself a good woman and give up this nonsense.' And How Long - Pablo Neruda

It's today: all of yesterday was falling between fingers of light and sleepy eyes

How the clock moves on, relentlessly, with such assurance that it eats the years. The days are small and transitory grapes, The months grow faded, taken out of time. It fades, it falls away, the moment, fired by that implacable artillery and suddenly, only a year is left to us, a month, a day, and death turns up in the diary.

When the bones are all gone who lives in the final dust? Cuando ya se fueron los huesos quien vive en el polvo final?

Si he muerto y no me he dado cuenta A quién le pregunto ahora?

Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

i'll go so far as to believe you own the universe

How much does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say 'for ever'?

Tai kiek gyvena zmogus? Tukstanti metu ar vienus? Gyvena savaite ar keleta amziu? Kiek laiko mirsta zmogus? Ka reiskia amzinybe?

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.

He vivido tanto que un día tendrán que olvidarme por fuerza.