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.
My blood is a miracle that, from my veins, crosses the air in my heart into yours.
We will not just say, "I love him very much," but instead, "I will do something so that he will suffer less." The mind of compassion is truly present when it is effective in removing another person's suffering.
Love! What is love? It's nothing. It's just a word. It doesn't exist. Only pleasure is important.
The god of love lives in a state of need. It is a need. It is an urge. It is a homeostatic imbalance. Like hunger and thirst, it's almost impossible to stamp out.
When you love someone, the best thing you can offer is your presence. How can you love if you are not there?
Gather therefore the Rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the Rose of love, whilst yet is time.
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