Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the vulnerability of love and the deep emotional experiences it can bring.
Pablo Neruda's quote highlights the delicate nature of love and human emotions. It compares a person to a jar, suggesting that individuals can hold immense feelings of tenderness and affection. However, just as a jar can be shattered easily, so too can a person's emotional state be broken by overwhelming experiences, such as loss or sadness. This contrast emphasizes the beauty and fragility of love.
In practice
This quote can be shared in a wedding speech to emphasize the beauty and fragility of love.
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.β - Verb.
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.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.
But what we're really trapped by is perceptions. You think you need to lose weight for someone to love you. I think if I gain weight, no one will love me. What we really need is to just stop thinking of ourselves as bodies and start thinking of ourselves as people.
Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country?
So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.
She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy - that was heavy in sorrow - that turned over - that stood still. She really believed the heart actually did those things.
Time is so old and love so brief, love is pure gold and time a thief. We're late, darling, we're late, The curtain descends, everything ends, too soon, too soon.
The battle for our hearts is fought on the pages of our calendar.
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