"Professional reviewers read so many bad books in the course of duty that they get an unhealthy craving for arresting phrases.", “The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.”, “Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.”, Even through the darkest phase Be it thick or thin Always someone marches brave Here beneath my skin, Taken in by the delicate noise Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
― Pablo Neruda