I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.

Life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed by a desire to change his bed.

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

The priest is an immense being because he makes the crowd believe astonishing things.

For each Joan of Arc there is a Hitler perched at the other end of the teeter-totter.

Sometimes there's luck, When there is you stock up on it and wait for the other times

I will put on my shoes and shirt and get out of here - it'll be better for all of us.

Dying should come easy: like a freight train you don't hear when your back is turned.

life itself is not the miracle. that pain should be so constant, that's the miracle -

By different methods different men excel, but where is he who can do all things well?

O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl- a bit like Crab Nebula- do for now.

Precious to me - it is the Dinner Bell. Oh blessed Bell! Thou bringest beef and beer.

The rainbow bursts like magic on mine eyes! In hues of ancient promise there imprest.

Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand. Secure, insensible.

I think in order to move forward into the future, you need to know where you've been.

I think there are things I can't write in English that I wish I could write in Khmer.

Thomas Gray walks as if he had fouled his small- clothes and looks as if he smelt it.

So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds, And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.

Persistence. Perfection. Patience. Power. Prioritize your passion. It keeps you sane.

An authentic and ingenious account of the ingeniously counterfeit in art and in life.

There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.

There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.

There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

I have never felt inhibited in trying to write as well as the greatest English poets.

You think that their dying is the worst thing that could happen. Then they stay dead.

Divorce was miserable, as it always is, and we divorce for the same reasons we marry.

This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.

Most good women are hidden treasures who are only safe because nobody looks for them.

Four be the things I'd have been better without: love, curiosity, freckles and doubt.

She can sit up and beg, and she can give her paw — I don't say she will, but she can.

In general, fire is used to throw enemies into confusion so that you can attack them.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

Through the cold time she holds me with evergreen devotion she bears up my whiteness.

In time you shall see Fate approach you In the shape of your own image in the mirror.

As for the usefulness of poetry, its uses are many. It is the deification of reality.

A great many people now reading and writing would be better employed keeping rabbits.

It often falls, in course of common life, that right long time is overborne of wrong.

I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.

Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear.

No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

When men of infamy to grandeur soar, They light a torch to show their shame the more.

Much learning shows how little mortals know; much wealth, how little wordlings enjoy.

I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.

In this world the inclination to do things is of more importance than the mere power.

Jews are the intensive form of any nationality whose language and customs they adopt.

Almost any fool can paint an academy picture, and any imbecile can shoot off a Kodak.

Poetry is about as much a 'criticism of life' as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire.

God gave the sea the danger and the abyss, but it was in it that He mirrored the sky.

I feel the matter of my heart being transformed, metallized, in an optimism of steel.

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