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Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.
L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle (The love that moves the sun and the other stars)
The human race finds itself in a better situation when it has the higher level of freedom.
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
The burden of living one’s own life is experiencing sensations that no one else can share.
If you're not paying for it through the health plan, you pay for it in the emergency room.
The great poems are not about experience, but are the experience itself, felt in the body.
Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.
To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge
When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
I see no reason to spend your life writing poems unless your goal is to write great poems.
I want to sleep like the birds then wake to write you again without hope that you read me.
I wish you were that birch rising from the clump behind you, and I the gray oak alongside.
I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.
My birthday began with the water - Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name.
Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
Seeming's enough for slaves of space and time - ours is the now and here of freedom. Come.
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?
Why then should witless man so much misweene That nothing is but that which he hath seene?
Lampoons, like squibs, may make a present blaze; but time and thunder pay respect to bays.
We lived within two hundred yards of the sea, and its voice was in our ears night and day.
Great success in examinations does naturally not as a rule go with originality of thought.
The Ball no question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Here or There as strikes the Player goes.
I come from Chicago, and the landscape of the Midwest has always meant a great deal to me.
Verse is the natural speech of men, as singing is of birds'The Week's Survey, 18 June 1904
Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale?
Pay no attention to the criticism of men who have never themselves written a notable work.
We are traveling on with our staff in hand... We are pilgrims bound for the heavenly land.
A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control.
Adam & Eve. The serpent cracked the mirror in a thousand pieces, & the apple was his rock.
No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it.
I enjoy wording. Words for me are tangible bodies, visible sirens, incarnate sensualities.
There is an evening twilight of the heart, When its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.
I'll ne'er distrust my God for cloth and bread while lilies flourish and the raven 's fed.
I am called The richest monarch in the Christian world; The sun in my dominion never sets.
I know that we often tremble at an empty terror; yet the false fancy brings a real misery.
The temptation to vivify the tale and make it walk abroad on its own legs is hard to deny.
Whoe'er thou art, thy Lord and master see, Thou wast my Slave, thou art, or thou shalt be.
He that tells a secret is anothers servant. [He that tells a secret is another's servant.]
There are more men threatned then stricken. [There are more men threatened than stricken.]
When it thunders, the theefe becomes honest. [When it thunders, the thief becomes honest.]
I cannot divine how it happens that the man who knows the least is the most argumentative.
I write a book of poems and then the characters won't go away so I write a play from that.
I feel I want to be wise with white hair in a tall library in a deep chair by a fireplace.
a poem is like a wine glass in which you can hold up a little bit of reality and taste it.
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.
Not loving is a letting go. Listen, The terrain around here Is Far too Dangerous For That.