Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through... - Pablo Neruda

"Our love was bornoutside the walls,in the wind,in the night,in the earth,and that's why the clay and the flower,the mud and the rootsknow your name."

"I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases....."

"I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Tough fireIn the sound;Feel through the darkFor the scream."

"Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos"

"Y por que el sol es tan mal amigodel caminante en el desierto?Y por que el sol es tan simpaticoen el jardin del hospital?And why is the sun such a bad companionto the traveler in the desert?And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden?"