Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
That each from other differs, first confess; next that he varies from himself no less.
To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines, Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
To observations which ourselves we make, we grow more partial for th' observer's sake.
The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.
Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers; Unfaith is aught is want of faith in all.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.
The only real evidence that any critic may bring before his gaze is the finished poem.
What was I saying? An Egyptian king Once touched long fingers, which are not anything.
There is a calm for you where men and women Unroll the chill precision of moving feet.
An education which does not cultivate the will is an education that depraves the mind.
Lack of understanding is a great power. Sometimes it enables men to conquer the world.
We reproach people for talking about themselves but it is the subject they treat best.
It is sweet to die young! It is sweet to render to God a life still full of illusions!
I’ve written this poem before but always through a window, never through an open door.
If you want to change the world's spirit, I will suggest that only poetry can do this.
Man is the nobler growth our realms supply, And souls are ripened in our northern sky.
How many are silenced, because in order to get to their art they would have to scream?
What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights.
Our children tremble in their teen-age cribs, whirling off on a thumb or a motorcycle.
Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me.
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
Are there are fireflies on the West Coast? I never saw any when I lived in California.
For what's the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?
There are some with brains and some without. It makes for a better division of labour.
The public is probably more suspicious of poets than women, and maybe for good reason.
I cannot imagine any crime worse than taking a life, can you? -It'd depend whose life.
A lot of warm vulgarity is incomparably preferable to a little bit of pinched niceness
At my father's request I took up the study of law at the University of Zurich In 1863.
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est
You cannot insult a man more atrociously than by refusing to believe he is suffering .
Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet.
The immense appetite we have for biography comes from a deep-seated sense of equality.
Amer savoir, celui qu'on tire du voyage! Bitter is the knowledge gained in travelling.
If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose.
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that's why we get along.
Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.
Bad poetry is caused by people who sit down and think, Now I am going to write a Poem.
they thought I had guts they were wrong I was only frightened of more important things
I have no definite talent or trade, and how I stay alive is largely a matter of magic.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
One has not the right to betray even a traitor. Traitors must be fought, got betrayed.
When people ask me how to find happiness in life I tell them, First learn how to cook.
How sweet the past is, no matter how wrong, or how sad. How sweet is yesterday's noise
I'd like to do more collaborations because collaboration creates different viewpoints.
If language had been the creation not of poetry but of logic, we should only have one.
For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you.