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O pure of heart! Thou needest not ask of me what this strong music in the soul may be!
A man of maxims only is like a Cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.
Old love, old love, / How can I be true? / Shall I be faithless to myself / Or to you?
I've nothing against the Queen personally: I had lunch at the Palace once upon a time.
If poetry and the arts do anything, they can fortify your inner life, your inwardness.
You yourself don't have to be shaken by mortal danger in order to feel your mortality.
I've nothing against the Queen personally. I had lunch at the Palace once upon a time.
Sometimes becoming drug free has less to do with addiction and more to do with sanity.
I didn't have time to sit down and look at the work of a year and choose what to type.
One of the duties of a baseball fan is to engage in arguments with the man behind him.
At one point I took on a new job, and I just didn't have time to do anything but work.
So I did quit coffee and I did quit smoking. But I haven't managed that with drinking!
We write because something inside says we must and we can no longer ignore that voice.
When you read a piece of writing that you admire, send a note of thanks to the author.
My father was always depressed. When he was home and sober, he was mostly in his room.
And when the war is done and youth stone dead, I'd toddle safely home and die--in bed.
Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows.
And there'd be no more jokes in Music-halls To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.
When you're artistic director of a program, you present the music you want to present.
It is noble to grant life to the vanquished. [Lat., Pulchrum est vitam donare minori.]
Everything that is sacred and that wishes to remain so must envelop itself in mystery.
Meditation isn't to disappear into the light. Meditation is to see all of what we are.
Opinions are like orgasms...mine matters most and I really don't care if you have one.
My life is a discipline, a prison: I live for my own work, without which I am nothing.
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
When I go mad, I call my friends by phone: I am afraid they might think they're alone.
The light comes brighter from the east; the cawOf restive crows is sharper on the ear.
Once [a cat] has given its love, what absolute confidence, what fidelity of affection!
Deep feeling doesn't make for good poetry. A way with language would be a bit of help.
What is slang in one age sometimes goes into the vocabulary of the purist in the next.
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.
O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there, To waft us home the message of despair?
Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the good how far,-but far above the great.
Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed.
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way, Tormenting himself with his prickles.
Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - he paints in nature and describes in rime.
Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!
To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.
True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.
We have always made mistakes, but the greatest mistakes are the poems we have written.
The great thing about knowing you're wrong is the moment you realize it, you're right.
Human forms are perpetuated through sex, and sex also perpetuates human consciousness.
Pythagorean thought was dominated by mathematics, but it was also profoundly mystical.
If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love.
For dogs we kings should have lions, and for cats, tigers. The great benefits a crown.
If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away.
Nothing is really small; whoever is open to the deep penetration of nature knows this.
What Shakespeare was able to do in English he would certainly not have done in French.
The reader became the book; and summer night Was like the conscious being of the book.
People ought to like poetry the way a child likes snow & they would if poets wrote it.