Quotes About Connection

Dónde van las cosas del sueño? Se van al sueño de otros?

I remember only a day that was perhaps never intended for me, it was an incessant day, without origins, Thursday. I was a man transported by chance with a woman vaguely found, we undressed as if to die or swim or grow old and we thrust ourselves one inside the other, she surrounding me like a hole, I cracking her like a bell, for she was the sound that wounded me and the hard dome determined to tremble.

And so this letter ends with no sadness: my feet are firm upon the earth, my hand writes this letter on the road, and in the midst of life I shall be always beside the friend, facing the enemy, with your name on my mouth and a kiss that never broke away from yours.

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?

To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses---that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens out the boundaries of our being and unites all living things.

The Potter Your whole body is A glass of wine Or sweetness destined for me. When I raise my hand, I find in every place a dove Seeking for me, As if, my love, You were made of clay For my very hands of a potter. Your knees, your breasts, Your waist, Disappear in me like in a hollow Of a thirsting earth Where they lose A form, And together We become like a single river, Like a single grain of sand.

Te amo sin saber como, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: asi te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera

I crown you, small monarch of my bones

tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

This was my destiny and in it was the voyage of my longing, and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!

Love brought its tail of pains, its long static beam of thorns, and we close our eyes so that nothing, so that no wound will separate us.

En un beso, sabrás todo lo que he callado.

He dormido contigo y al despertar tu boca salida de tu sueño me dio el sabor de tierra, de agua

Bring your substance deep down to me, heavily, covering my eyes, let your existence cut across me, supposing that my heart is destroyed.

deny me bread, air, light, spring, but never your laughter for I would die.

I can scarcely measure the sky's most spacious eyes and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.

So close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my sleep.

Para mi corazón basta tu pecho, para tu libertad bastan mis alas.»

With a kiss you'll know all I've kept quiet.

I could not walk except with you, ...I could not sing except when you sing.

I am not a gentle shepherd like the ones in fairy tales, but a good woodsman who shares with you earth, wind, and moutain thorns.

It was beautiful to live when you lived!

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close." ? Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?