Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep, natural connection of love that transcends physical boundaries.
Pablo Neruda's quote reflects the essence of love that originates from nature and the universe, suggesting that true feelings flourish in a space unrestricted by societal constraints. The imagery of love as something intertwined with the elements—wind, earth, clay, and flowers—highlights how profound emotional connections are part of the very fabric of life, suggesting that all elements of nature recognize and resonate with this love.
In practice
During a wedding speech, to illustrate a love that feels eternal and interconnected with the universe.
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.” - 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.
Romantic love, in pornography as in life, is the mythic celebration of female negation. For a woman, love is defined as her willingness to submit to her own annihilation.... The proof of love is that she is willing to be destroyed by the one whom she loves, for his sake. For the woman, love is always self-sacrifice, the sacrifice of identity, will, and bodily integrity, in order to fulfill and redeem the masculinity of her lover.
There is no harvest for the heart alone. The seed of love must be eternally re-sown.
I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.
To the ego, loving and wanting are the same, whereas true love has no wanting in it, no desire to possess or for your partner to change.
An engaged woman is always more agreeable than a disengaged. She is satisfied with herself. Her cares are over, and she feels that she may exert all her powers of pleasing without suspicion. All is safe with a lady engaged; no harm can be done.
A good woman is the loveliest flower that blooms under heaven; and we look with love and wonder upon its silent grace, its pure fragrance, its delicate bloom of beauty.
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