Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
The first epics were intended for recitation; the literary epic is meant to be read.
I shall know you, secrets by the litter you have left and by your bloody footprints.
I rose from marsh mud algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs.
The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.
Write out of love, write out of instinct, write out of reason. But always for money.
Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.
A man whose life has been dishonourable is not entitled to escape disgrace in death.
An appearance of delicacy is inseparable from sweetness and gentleness of character.
You think I'm not a goddess? Try me. This is a torch song. Touch me and you'll burn.
Science fiction, to me, has not only things that wouldn't happen, but other planets.
Marshall McLuhan is absolutely right, we are always looking in the rear view mirror.
Publishing a book is like stuffing a note into a bottle and hurling it into the sea.
In the whole round of human affairs little is so fatal to peace as misunderstanding.
In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry, a yam of a woman of butter and brass.
Only imagination that towers can reproduce evanescence and render rigidity flexible.
The present joys of life we doubly taste, By looking back with pleasure to the past.
A cook should double one sense have: for he Should taster for himself and master be.
Love is the only passion which includes in its dreams the happiness of someone else.
maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us--
Also I wanted to be able to love And we all know how that one goes, don't we? Slowly
I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded.
Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
Erasures are interesting to me because they prove what particular sieves we all are.
"Confessional poetry" is another one of those labels. It goes in and out of fashion.
When we admit our vulnerability, we include others. If we deny it, we shut them out.
I know a cure for sadness: Let our hands touch something that makes your eyes smile.
If every witty thing that's said was true, Oscar Wilde, the world would worship You!
I took what I was given in Christianity and put it into my secular, hedonistic life.
The individual soul should seek for an intimate union with the soul of the universe.
Then blessings on thee, my afternoon torpor Thou makest a prince of a mental porpor.
Our integrity is never worth so much as when we have parted with our all to keep it.
Thus all things altered. Nothing dies. And here and there the unbodied spirit flies.
He lives well who lives retired, and keeps His wants within the limits of his means.
Niobe would have been called most blessed of mothers, had she not seemed so herself.
You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.
There is no brotherhood between love and dignity, Nor can they share the same abode.
The applause and the favour of our fellow-men Fan even a spark of genius to a flame.
See that you promise: what harm is there in promise? In promises anyone can be rich.
Success and failure, triumph and disaster. That is the rhythm of life in the garden.
It might be said that the pose of absolute honesty is the most dishonest one of all.
The greatest tragedy that can befall a poet is to be praised by being misunderstood.
A poem is really a kind of machine for producing the poetic state by means of words.
Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
Lowliness is the base of every virtue, And he who goes the lowest builds the safest.
We should be careful / Of each other, we should be kind / While there is still time.
This is the first thing I have understood: Time is the echo of an axe within a wood.
It's easy to write when you've nothing to write about (That is, when you are young).
No one can tear your thread out of himself. No one can tie you down or set you free.
The irony is, going to work every day became the subject of probably my best poetry.