I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
--Pablo Neruda
From so much loving and journeying, books emerge.
And if they don't contain kisses or landscapes,
if they don't contain a man with his hands full,
if they don't contain a woman in every drop, hunger, desire, anger, roads,
they are no use as a shield or as a bell:
they have no eyes and won't be able to open them ...
-- Pablo Neruda
"เพราะความรักที่แท้จริงน่ะมันจะมองทะลุรูปโฉมภายนอกเข้าไปจนเห็นรูปโฉมภายใน"
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