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Two buckets were easier carried than one. / I grew up in between.
I don't think my intelligence is naturally analytic or political.
Anyone born and bred in Northern Ireland can't be too optimistic.
I wish I wrote more about the world at more distance from myself.
Just 'cause somethin' ain't been done Don't mean it can't be did.
I am a soldier, convinced that I am acting on behalf of soldiers.
Poetry is language surprised in the act of changing into meaning.
Give time and permit a short delay, impetuosity ruins everything.
Left behind as a memory for us. [Lat., Nobis meminisse relictum.]
When there's no way out, you just follow the way in front of you.
If only I knew what I wanted I could try to see about getting it.
I feel terribly vulnerable and 'not-myself' when I'm not writing.
I must bridge the gap between adolescent glitter and mature glow.
I wish I could find an event that meant as much as simple seeing.
The most fitting occupation for a civilized man is to do nothing.
Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes!
We tend to put poems into factions. And it restricts our reading.
The lily is all in white, like a saint, And so is no mate for me.
But evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart!
For as saith a proverb notable, Each thing seeketh his semblable.
Events, time, forms, all propel the inner plot within each of us.
To lie a little is not possible: he who lies, lies the whole lie.
Great buildings, like great mountains, are the work of centuries.
On this point, the priest and the philosopher agree: We must die.
Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.
I was sort of obsessed about corporate people committing suicide.
Our lives are short and everything sort of regresses to the mean.
We all think of ourselves as our subjectivity, our consciousness.
Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!
Poetry is the statement of a relation between a man and the world
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.
O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!
Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose.
The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.
He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.
I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
BELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there.
I have never been one to write by rule, not even by my own rules.
Some to the fascination of a name, Surrender judgment hoodwinked.
All constraint, / Except what wisdom lays on evil men, / Is evil.
Tis Providence alone secures In every change both mine and yours.
Stagnation is something worse than death. It is corruption, also.
Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.