Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure.

If you look around the table and you can't tell who the sucker is, it's you.

I'm what I seem; not any dyer gave, But nature dyed this colour that I have.

Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

... Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.

For some things there are no wrong seasons. Which is what I dream of for me.

The economy of gift, of art, is fundamentally opposed to the economy of war.

Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.

The brave, impetuous heart yields everywhere to the subtle, contriving head.

The bent of our time is towards science, towards knowing things as they are.

Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers.

O my companion, Worldly comfort is an illusion, As soon you get it, it goes.

Love is proud of itself. It leaks out of us even with the tightest security.

I think that the transformative nature of love is why we are so drawn to it.

Great minds against themselves conspire, and shun the cure they most desire.

If he had had no education, maybe Basho could have been a much greater poet.

Great is the rose Infected by the tomb, Yet burgeoning Indifferent to death.

In cheerful souls there is no wit. Wit shows a disturbance of the equipoise.

The brains -the thinking organs- are the world producers -nature's genitals.

People who work sitting down get paid more than people who work standing up.

Passivity can be a provoking modus operandi; Consider the Empire and Gandhi.

Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.

Fortune and love favour the brave. [Lat., Audentem Forsque Venusque juvant.]

Although they posses enough, and more than enough still they yearn for more.

You explain nothing, O poet, but thanks to you all things become explicable.

Authors hide their big thefts by putting small ones between quotation marks.

An intelligent woman is a woman with whom one can be as stupid as one wants.

If the Ego is hateful, Love your neighbor as yourself becomes a cruel irony.

The only truths which are universal are those gross enough to be thought so.

Prends l'e loquence et tords-lui son cou! Take eloquence and break its neck!

Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.

For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.

While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.

It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.

Happiness is a powerful thing. It freed me to do what I always wanted to do.

Ambition thinks no face so beautiful as that which looks from under a crown.

Beauty is fading, nor is fortune stable; sooner or later death comes to all.

The deep spaces between stars , Fathomless as the cold shadow His mind cast.

If my devils are to leave me, I'm afraid my angels will take flight as well.

Rose, oh pure contradiction, joy of being No-one's sleep under so many lids.

Moonlight making crosses on your body, and me putting my mouth on every one.

Sometimes a word is found so right it trembles at the slightest explanation.

For many years, I thought a poem was a whisper overheard, not an aria heard.

Every part of our personality that we do not love will become hostile to us.

All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.

The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.

God knows, I'm no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.

For love - I would split open your head and put a candle in behind the eyes.

The beauty of enmity is insecurity; the beauty of friendship is in security.

Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.

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