Pablo Neruda Quotes About Suffering

Quotes about: Suffering

• In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?

  Pablo Neruda

  Life, Rain, Fall

  Pablo Neruda (2001). “Libro de Las Preguntas”, p.66, Copper Canyon Press

• There is no space wider than that of grief.

  Pablo Neruda

  Grief, Space, Suffering

  Pablo Neruda (2015). “The Poetry of Pablo Neruda”, p.466, Farrar, Straus and Giroux

• My duty moves along with my song: I am I am not: that is my destiny. I exist not if I do not attend to the pain of those who suffer: they are my pains. For I cannot be without existing for all, for all who are silent and oppressed, I come from the people and I sing for them: my poetry is song and punnishment.

  Pablo Neruda

  Song, Pain, Moving

  Pablo Neruda (2015). “The Poetry of Pablo Neruda”, p.535, Farrar, Straus and Giroux

• Sufre mas el que espera siempre que aquel que nunca espero a nadie? Does he who is always waiting suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?

  Pablo Neruda

  Waiting, Suffering, Doe

• And I watch my words from a long way off. They are more yours than mine. They climb on my old suffering like ivy.

  Pablo Neruda

  Ivy, Long, Suffering

  Pablo Neruda (2015). “The Poetry of Pablo Neruda”, p.930, Macmillan

• This time is difficult. Wait for me. We will live it out vividly. Give me your small hand: we will rise and suffer, we will feel, we will rejoice. We are once more the pair who lived in bristling places, in harsh nests in the rock. This time is difficult. Wait for me with a basket, with a shovel, with your shoes and your clothes. Now we need each other, not only for the carnations' sake, not only to look for honey — we need our hands to wash with, to make fire.

  Pablo Neruda

  Eye, Fire, Small Hands

  "The Poetry of Pablo Neruda".

• And I watch my words from a long way off. They are more yours than mine. They climb on my old suffering like ivy. It climbs the same way on damp walls. You are to blame for this cruel sport. They are fleeing from my dark lair. You fill everything, you fill everything. Before you they peopled the solitude that you occupy, and they are more used to my sadness than you are. Now I want them to say what I want to say to you to make you hear as I want you to hear me.

  Pablo Neruda

  Sports, Wall, Sadness

  Pablo Neruda (2015). “The Poetry of Pablo Neruda”, p.930, Macmillan

• Tonight I can write the saddest lines...Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

  Pablo Neruda

  Pain, Writing, Suffering

  Pablo Neruda, “Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines”

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