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The cause is hidden, but the result is known. [Lat., Causa latet: vis est notissima.]
Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul.
Thou seest how sloth wastes the sluggish body, as water is corrupted unless it moves.
Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.
There is some joy in weeping. For our tears Fill up the cup, then wash our pain away.
It warms the blood, adds luster to the eyes, and wine and love have ever been allies.
There is no need of words; believe facts. [Lat., Non opus est verbis, credite rebus.]
Consider the misfortunes of others, and you will be the better able to bear your own.
I'm all in favor of poets telling about the process as much as they can. And many do.
Reality is not simply there, it does not simply exist: it must be sought out and won.
Speak about Christ only when you are asked. But live so that people ask about Christ!
The age is materialistic. Verse isn't. I must be with the age, so I am writing prose.
Form is a straitjacket in the way that a straitjacket was a straitjacket for Houdini.
The best poems come from the world, go through the poet, and go back in to the world.
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
He gave man speech, and speech created thought, Which is the measure of the universe.
And the case of butterflies so rich it looks As if all summer settled there and died.
And thou my minde aspire to higher things; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust.
Cherry trees will blossom every year; But I'll disappear for good, One of these days.
In snowbound, voiceless, mountain depths, to herald spring, pine trees sound in tune.
I'm obviously not orthodox, I don't know how many real poets have ever been orthodox.
Humor is essential to survival. Funny poems are vastly underrated. Very underwritten.
I love food too much - not because I'm fat but because it's so consumptionistic, etc.
Most works of art are, necessarily, bad...; one suffers through the many for the few.
If you convinced me And I convinced you, Would there not still be Two points of view?
Each year it grows harder to make ends meet - the ends I refer to are hands and feet.
Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.
There is no death. The thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life.
A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?
Who would not rather flounder in the fight than not have known the glory of the fray?
Whatever pains disease may bring Are but the tangy seasoning To Loves delicious fare.
Tropical rainforests [are] the only place you can go nowadays and not get ‘friended.’
The language you use for your poems should be the language you use with your friends.
What I am trying to do is bring people into grief in relation to the society we have.
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower.
Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?
The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.
All there is to writing is having ideas. To learn to write is to learn to have ideas.
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.
And nothing to look backward to with pride, and nothing to look forward to with hope.
We forget cruelty and past betrayal, Heedless of where the next bright bolt may fall.
Any honest housewife would sort them out,/ Having a nose for fish, an eye for apples.
Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.
The Confucian concept and Chinese ideograms for 'woman' and for 'slave' are the same.
Metaphor is the energy charge that leaps between images, revealing their connections.
I seek a form that my style cannot discover,a bud of thought that wants to be a rose.
Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.
We all face death in the end. But on the way, be careful never to hurt a human heart!
Watch for all that beauty reflecting from you and sing a love song to your existence.
When you are everywhere, you are nowhere. When you are somewhere, you are everywhere.