Pablo Neruda Quotes About Dreams

Quotes about: Dreams

• Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behind cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood - and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Land, Roots

  Pablo Neruda (1986). “100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor”, University of Texas Press

• At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Rain, Night

  Pablo Neruda (1990). “Selected Poems”, p.237, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Children, Night

  Pablo Neruda (1986). “100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor”, University of Texas Press

• We must dream our way.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Way

• In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Eye, Land

  Pablo Neruda, “In My Sky At Twilight”

• I should like to sleep like a cat, with all the fur of time, with a tongue rough as flint, with the dry sex of fire; and after speaking to no one, stretch myself over the world, over roofs and landscapes, with a passionate desire to hunt the rats in my dreams.

  Pablo Neruda

  Love, Dream, Sex

  Pablo Neruda, “Cat's Dream”

• Tie your heart at night to mine, love, and both will defeat the darkness like twin drums beating in the forest against the heavy wall of wet leaves. Night crossing: black coal of dream that cuts the thread of earthly orbs with the punctuality of a headlong train that pulls cold stone and shadow endlessly. Love, because of it, tie me to a purer movement, to the grip on life that beats in your breast, with the wings of a submerged swan, So that our dream might reply to the sky's questioning stars with one key, one door closed to shadow.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Stars, Wall

  Pablo Neruda, “Tie Your Heart At Night To Mine, Love,”

• It's hard to tell / if we close our eyes or if night / opens in us other starred eyes, / if it burrows into the wall of our dream / till some other door opens. / But the dream is only the flitting costume of one moment, / is spent in one beat / of the darkness, / and falls at our feet, cast off / as the day stirs and sails away with us.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Wall, Fall

• There's a country spread out in the sky, a credulous carpet of rainbows and crepuscular plants: I move toward it just a bit haggardly, trampling a gravedigger's rubble still moist from the spade to dream in a bedlam of vegetables.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Country, Moving

  Pablo Neruda (1974). “Pablo Neruda: Five Decades, a Selection (poems, 1925-1970)”, p.3, Grove Press

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