Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
It is feeling and force of imagination that make us eloquent.
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it.
Try to write poems at least one person in the room will hate.
He is happiest who hath power to gather wisdom from a flower.
Nobody sounds good writing about your divorce, let's face it.
I'm always astonished by the confidence my readers put in me.
Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
You, too, can be carved anew by the details of your devotion.
The end of life has its own nature, also worth our attention.
You can’t have two worlds in your hands and choose emptiness.
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Conduct is three-fourths of our life and its largest concern.
They... who await. No gifts from Chance, have conquered Fate.
What shelter to grow ripe is ours? What leisure to grow wise?
Women are not supposed to have uteruses, especially in poems.
Though friendship is not quick to burn it is explosive stuff.
I tell the gods are still alive / And they are not consoling.
I live to collect information, and I am also a perfectionist.
The truth isn't what we say, it's how we feel when we say it.
Compromise is simply changing the question to fit the answer.
The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.
That which is repeated too often becomes insipid and tedious.
The wisest man is he who does not fancy that he is so at all.
I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.
Learning is pleasurable but doing is the height of enjoyment.
The value of e-commerce is not in the e, but in the commerce.
No, you never get any fun Out of the things you haven't done.
I believe that people believe what they believe they believe.
The cow is of the bovine ilk; one end is moo, the other milk.
Judgement of beauty can err, what with the wine and the dark.
Lovers remember everything. [Lat., Meminerunt omnia amantes.]
Twice does he live who can enjoy the remembrance of the past.
Love is a naked child: do you think he has pockets for money?
Though strength be wanting, the will to action Merits praise.
You put aside the work that's done, and seek some work to do.
That you may please others you must be forgetful of yourself.
Remove the temptation of idleness and Cupid's bow is useless.
Integrity rings like fine glass. True, clear, and reassuring.
gardening is something more than a pastime; it is a religion.
Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.
a single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
Before falling to the scythe the weeds enjoy a little breeze.
A professional is one who believes he has invented breathing.
It is easy to be clever if you leave something important out.
Evil is limited. One cannot form A scheme for universal evil.
But O, Photography! as no art is, Faithful and disappointing!
In the clear mind of virtue treason can find no hiding-place.