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Colours are what drive me most strongly.
If there wasn't death, I think you couldn't go on.
Life may be treacherous, but you can always depend on death.
This Englishwoman is so refined, She has no bosom and no behind.
I don't think Auden liked my poetry very much, he's very Anglican.
I love people, but I love the thought and memory of them just as much.
The human creature is alone in his carapace. Poetry is a strong way out.
The flower and fruit of love are mine The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole
Youth is an arithmetical statement of passing interest, each hour eats it up.
Death's not a separation or alteration or parting; it's just a one-handled door.
If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.
The sea was angry that day my friend, like an old man trying to send back soup at a deli.
This is the simplest of all thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.
A great artist ... takes what he did not make and makes of it something that only he can make.
I made Man with too many faults. Yet I love him. And if he wishes, I have a home above for him.
Why does my muse only speak when she is uhnhappy? She does not, I only listen when I am unhappy.
I'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.
As Nature is always careless and indifferent Who sees, who steps, means nothing and this is pretty.
You must have some money if you are going to live simply. It need not be much, but you must have some.
My Muse sits forlorn She wishes she had not been born She sits in the cold No word she says is ever told.
There can be no good art that is international. Art to be vigorous and gesund must use the material at hand.
I like food, I like stripping vegetables of their skins, I like to have a slim young parsnip under my knife.
Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.
one never knows really how things are with other people, they just do always seem more spirited than oneself somehow.
Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.
A man may forgive many wrongs, but he cannot easily forgive anyone who makes it plain that his conversation is tedious.
I am hungry to be interrupted For ever and ever amen O Person from Porlock come quickly And bring my thoughts to an end.
Who is this that comes in grandeur, coming from the blazing East? This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ.
Oh Lion in a peculiar guise, Sharp Roman road to Paradise, Come eat me up, I'll pay thy toll With all my flesh, and keep my soul.
Christianity in the suburb is cheerful. The church is a centre of social activity and those who go to church need never be lonely.
The religion of Christianity Is mixed of sweetness and cruelty Reject this Sweetness, for she wears A smoky dress out of hell fires.
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning.
The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.
O happy dogs of England, Bark well at errand boys, If you lived anywhere else, You would not be allowed to make such an infernal noise.
My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.
So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die, Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough, And Virtue also says: We are not yet friends enough.
Coleridge received the Person from Porlock And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him in? He could have hid in the house.
It is an amiable part of human nature, that we should love our animals; it is even better to love them to the point of folly, than not to love them at all.
All poetry has to do is to make a strong communication. All the poet has to do is listen. The poet is not an important fellow. There will also be another poet.
Into the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not know, I do not fear the night above As I fear the friends below.
Fourteen-year-old, why must you giggle and dote, Fourteen-year-old, why are you such a goat? I'm fourteen years old, that is the reason, I giggle and dote in season.
Cry pretty, pretty, pretty and you'll be able Very soon not even to cry pretty And so be delivered entirely from humanity This is prettiest of all, it is very pretty.
People who are always praising the past And especially the time of faith as best Ought to go and live in the Middle Ages And be burnt at the stake as witches and sages.
Nothing is more wistful than the scent of lilac, nor more robust than its woody stalk, for we must remember that it is a tree as well as a flower, we must try not to forget this.
I may be smelly and I may be old, Rough in my pebbles, reedy in my pools, But where my fish float by I bless their swimming, And I like the people to bathe in me especially women.
I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer, and as she dreams she gets paler and leaner. Then be off to your Dream, with his fly-away hat, I stay with the girls who are happy and fat.
I'm alive today, therefore I'm just as much a part of our time as everybody else. The times will just have to enlarge themselves to make room for me, won't they, and for everybody else.
I only asked my friends to be friendly and polite, I found them indifferent and censorious; The one I left to silence, the other to reproach: God send me over all such friends victorious.
Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning. I was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning. I was much too far out all my life, And not waving but drowning.
all tamed animals are nervous, we have given them reason to be, not only by cruelty but by our love too, that presses upon them. They have not been able to be entirely indifferent to this and untouched by it.