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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man's deceiver Was never mine.
Though I have looked everywhere / I can find nothing lowly / in the universe.
I am deathless, I am the eternal Lord For I have spread the seed of the Word.
Time takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers.
Because it appears to me a hazardous thing to exchange my soul for my shadow.
In America we have only the present tense. I am in danger. You are in danger.
When a woman writes you a poem, she spends time with the gods on your behalf.
I was so young but started having these visions and impressions of the world.
I will interpret every phenomenon as a particular dealing of God with my soul
Hell and damnation, life is such fun with a ragged greatcoat and a Jerry gun!
No writing is good that does not tend to better mankind in some way or other.
A man of business may talk of philosophy; a man who has none may practice it.
Genuine religion is not so much a matter of feeling as a matter of principle.
Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.
But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college or a cat.
Be niggards of advice on no pretense; For the worst avarice is that of sense.
Search then the ruling passion: This clue, once found, unravels all the rest.
How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.
In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.
I am profoundly in the D's - discouraged, depressed, disheartened, disgusted.
Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!
Genetic theories, I gather, have been cherished academically with detachment.
Until you have loved an animal, part of your soul will have remained dormant.
Call me a sinner, Mock me maliciously: I was your insomnia, I was your grief.
If I had girls to educate I would not have them learn both music and drawing.
Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.
Let there be seasons so that our tongues will be rich in asparagus and limes.
Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.
Politics is the art of the possible; creativity is the art of the impossible.
The fanatics for progress often have too little appreciation of the existing.
The right to happiness is fundamental; men live so little time and die alone.
But tonight, the lion of contentment has placed a warm heavy paw on my chest.
I'm an only child, and I can take all the attention you manage to pile on me.
I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more.
Sometimes you have a poem that you really want to write and it never happens.
Time hates love, wants love poor,/but love spins gold, gold, gold from straw.
But the real, tremendous truth is this: suffering serves no purpose whatever.
My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.
I am a cemetery abhorred by the moon, In which long worms crawl like remorse.
I am aware that a computer can’t create a poem, but neither can a typewriter.
I'll get back to the whores and the horses and the booze, while there's time.
Belane, are you nuts?" Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?
If you can't write the next line, well, you're dead. The past doesn't matter.
you fall into the mirror, come through the other side staring at a lightbulb.
I have loved you woman as surely as I have named you rust and sand and nylon.
Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford; and reputation bleeds in every word.
To copy beauty forfeits all pretense to fame; to copy faults is want of sense
The heart which grief hath cankered, Hath one unfailing remedy - the Tankard.