To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

You must know that I do not love and that I love you, because everything alive has its two sides; a word is one wing of silence, fire has its cold half. I love you in order to begin to love you, to start infinity again and never to stop loving you: that’s why I do not love you yet. I love you, and I do not love you, as if I held keys in my hand: to a future of joy- a wretched, muddled fate- My love has two lives, in order to love you. -Sonnet XLIV

Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas? How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

Love has to be…flowering like the stars, and measureless as a kiss.

About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you

With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?

If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live