How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

When it is moving on luxurious wings, The soul is lost in pleasant smotherings.

Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.

To adore the conqueror, who now beholds Cherub and seraph rolling in the flood.

Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?

Who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers?

What reinforcement we may gain from hope; If not, what resolution from despair.

United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise.

Perhaps art is simply an organism's reaction against its retentive limitations.

I am a patriot, but I must say that English poetry is the richest in the world.

A virtuous girl never chases after boys; who ever saw a mousetrap chasing mice?

Nobody ever became depraved all at once. [Lat., Nemo repente fuit turpissimus.]

Poverty is bitter, but it has no harder pang than that it makes men ridiculous.

Plunge into the truth, find out who the Teacher is, Believe in the Great Sound!

Gracefulness is a correct life: sensuality which contemplates and forms itself.

Religion and morals are symmetrically opposed, just like poetry and philosophy.

A critic is a reader who ruminates. Thus, he should have more than one stomach.

Philosophy still moves too much straight ahead, and is not yet cyclical enough.

Novels tend to end as the Paternoster begins: with the kingdom of God on earth.

Friendship is an art, and very few persons are born with a natural gift for it.

I think people need a little joy and humor as well as commitment in their lives

Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.

Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?

We are all prisoners but some of us are in cells with windows and some without.

We are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.

Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.

Inspiration is in seeing a part of the whole with the part of the whole in you.

This for God and this for myself; This for my soul, and this other for my body?

Latino poets, are really having a significant impact on American poetics today.

Rest at pale evening... A tall slim tree... Night coming tenderly Black like me

Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

An apt quotation is like a lamp which flings its light over the whole sentence.

I have never, ever sought validation from the arbiters of British poetic taste.

In our day there are no longer any ideas, or they are scarcer than hens' teeth.

She has something to say about what life is like-which is all we ask of poetry.

At first I saw you everywhere. Now only in certain things, at longer intervals.

Nobody ever chooses the already unfortunate as objects of his loyal friendship.

O Mariner-soul, Thy quest is but begun, There are new worlds Forever to be won.

The vanity of shining in conversation is usually subversive of its own desires.

Each atom hides beneath its veil The soul amazing beauty of the Beloved's face.

I would rather dance as a ballerina, though faultily, than as a flawless clown.

Things musicals taught me: All your problems will go away if you sing about it.

Nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, as anyone knows who has tasted both.

We thought we were running away from the grownups, and now we are the grownups.

Creative genius is a divinely bestowed gift which is the coronation of the few.

Old Molly Means was a hag and a witch; Chile of the devil, the dark, and sitch.

At the age of 18 all young poets are sure they will be dead at 21 - of old age.

Dreiser... I love... and almost wouldn't speak to anyone who ever attacked him.

Whosoever counts these Lays as fable, may be assured that I am not of his mind.

There are those fortunate hours when the world consents to be made into a poem.

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