Pablo Neruda in 1963
|Born||Ricardo EliÃ©cer NeftalÃ Reyes Basoalto
July 12, 1904
Parral, Maule Region, Chile
|Died||23 September 1973
|Notable awards||International Peace Prize
Lenin Peace Prize (1953)
Nobel Prize in Literature (1971)
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.
But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.
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.
Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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.