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You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn’t play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.
Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.
If you guessed that Pablo Neruda was a poet, you’d be right. In fact, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1971. Check out is Wikipedia page to learn more: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pablo_Neruda
Happy Wednesday folks! The weekend is almost here. Have a terrific day!
Until next time…