I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a... - Pablo Neruda

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

"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?"

"But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me."

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

"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."