I built up these lumber piles of love, and with fourteen boards each I built little houses, so that your eyes, which I adore and sing to, might live in them. Now that I have declared the foundations of my love, I surrender this century to you: wooden sonnets that rise only because you gave them life.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep love and devotion through the metaphor of building houses for one's beloved, showcasing how love creates a living, nurturing space.
In this quote, Pablo Neruda uses the imagery of building with wood to symbolize the effort and care put into love. He describes constructing small houses from 'lumber piles of love', suggesting that his feelings have a tangible quality, and these little homes serve as manifestations of his adoration. The reference to 'wooden sonnets' highlights the artistic nature of love, as he combines the physical creation with poetic expression, illustrating that true love nurtures and brings life to both the lover and the beloved.
In practice
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to express the depth of commitment.
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.
The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay, I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café.
Every day we are offered new means for learning and growing in love.
Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart; for, truly, I love none. Beatrice: A dear happiness to women: they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me. -Much Ado About Nothing
All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.
I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
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