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The elephant is never won by anger; nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.
Nature meant me A wife, a silly, harmless, household dove, Fond without art, and kind without deceit.
What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past like the rich pumpkin pie?
I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever
I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity.
Poetry is a mixture of common sense, which not all have, with an uncommon sense, which very few have.
So little knows Any, but God alone, but perverts best things To worst abuse, or to their meanest use.
Any powerful technology has sauce for the goose and the gander... It's just an extension of humanity.
Just like my parents immigrated from ranch to ranch picking crops, I have migrated from city to city.
Must I dwell in slavery's night And all pleasure take its flight Far beyond my feeble sight, Forever?
The traveler without money will sing before the robber. [Lat., Cantabit vacuus coram latrone viator.]
I'm writing from a place of - a center of authenticity, somewhere that only I know how to write from.
Reading books everyone died, none became any wise. One who reads the word of Love, only becomes wise.
Just as the Romans were the only nation that was truly a nation, so our age is the first genuine age.
Women have to control their fertility for 30 years. Thirty years is a long time not to make mistakes.
Prayer is not asking for what you think you want, but asking to be changed in ways you can't imagine.
A lot of the job that one has to do as a writer is to protect the thing that doesn't match the world.
As for political poetry, as it's usually defined, it seems there's very little good political poetry.
For in truth it is life that gives unto life-while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.
What the soul knows is often unknown to the man who has a soul. We are infinitely more than we think.
They consider me to have sharp and penetrating vision because I see them through the mesh of a sieve.
That last winter was a tragic story and I got no personal honour out of it but I was a witness to it.
People's lives are already cut out for them, and it's decided whether they will be successful or not.
Great women belong to history and to self-sacrifice, not to the annals of a stage, however dignified.
I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.
Good God, if our civilization were to sober up for a couple of days it'd die of remorse on the third.
You meet the same people on the way down that you meet on the way up, but you're going the other way.
Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck.
Happy as a clam, is what my mother says for happy. I am happy as a clam: hard-shelled, firmly closed.
More and more I feel like a letter—deposited here, collected there. But a letter addressed to no one.
Love and grief and motherhood, Fame and mirth and scorn - these are all shall befall, Any woman born.
I would teach from nine to four, sleep an hour, and write from six until midnight, night after night.
I see no reason for calling my work poetry except that there is no other category in which to put it.
No one has ever stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?
Service cannot be expected from a friend in service; let him be a freeman who wishes to be my master.
I don't have a copy of my books, and the degree to which I never read them is profound. I never look.
in the beginning William Shakespeare was a baby, and knew absolutely nothing. He couldn't even speak.
Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
Our inequality materializes our upper class, vulgarizes our middle class, brutalizes our lower class.
Where great whales come sailing by, Sail and sail, with unshut eye, Round the world for ever and aye.
I guess my poems feel to me a bit like they are doing something in relation to experience, i.e. time.
It is sometimes the most fragile things that have the power to endure and become sources of strength.
Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.
So this was fame at last! Nothing but a vast debt to be paid to the world in energy, blood, and time.
I write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
Don't forget love; it will bring you all the madness you need to unfurl yourself across the universe.
Faith does help mourners survive their loss, some studies suggest; but I imagine one still struggles.
Whenever people go out of their way to help other people - there's power and beauty in our diversity.
Every Monday morning I try to remember to say "Thank you, Lord. I'm not at the Senior Staff Meeting."