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Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.
When you have solved all the mysteries of life you long for death, for it is but another mystery of life.
The voice of life in me cannot reach the ear of life in you; but let us talk that we may not feel lonely.
God has made many doors opening into truth which He opens to all who knock upon them with hands of faith.
Poetry is not the opinion stated. It is a song that appears instead of a bloody wound or a smiling mouth.
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank.
The modern stuff, I can take it or leave it. I like its danceability, but the DJs talk a lot of nonsense.
For poetry, more than any other art, except music, has a compelling hold upon the spiritual side of life.
No more pronouncements on lousy verse. No more hidden competition. No more struggling not to be a square.
I had nothing and I was still changed. Like a costume, my numbness was taken away. Then hunger was added.
Toward his critics, the artist harbors a defensive ace: knowledge that the future will erase the present.
[N]ature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another's death.
Mothers, whatever you wish your children to become, strive to exhibit in your own lives and conversation.
But people will do anything rather than admit that their lives have no meaning. No use, that is. No plot.
When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.
As with all knowledge, once you knew it, you couldn't imagine how it was that you hadn't known it before.
Short forms are returning online. Interactivity is coming back; it was always there in oral storytelling.
There is so much going on all over the world that it's impossible for one person to keep up. And I can't.
Poetry is priceless.... a way of keeping yourself feeling rich and civilized even when you're quite poor.
I looked a hundred times and all I saw was dust. The sun broke through and flecks of gold filled the air.
Poetry is something that happens in universities, in creative writing programs or in English departments.
I'm interested in concrete poems - anything that complicates the line between the written and the visual.
Grey time-worn marbles Hold the pure Muses. In their cool gallery, By yellow Tiber, They still look fair.
Hither and thither spins The wind-borne mirroring soul, A thousand glimpses wins, And never sees a whole.
What is called a sincere work is one that is endowed with enough strength to give reality to an illusion.
It always comes back to the same necessity: go deep enough and there is a bedrock of truth, however hard.
There is a great fear that plagues only romantics and children... it is that they might be alright alone.
The gap between verse and poetry is enormous. Between good poetry and good prose the gap is much narrower
I love listening to audiobooks - I always lose my glasses, but if I have an audiobook, I don't need them.
The saint, we are told, once lived a life of sin - nothing spectacular, of course, just the usual things.
Only as far as a man is happily married to himself is he fit for married life and family life in general.
What characterizes a poem is its necessary dependence on words as much as its struggle to transcend them.
Any reflection about poetry should begin, or end, with this question: who and how many read poetry books?
A cough is something that you yourself cant help, but everybody else does on purpose just to torment you.
The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.
Work while your strength and years permit you; crooked age will by-and-by come upon you with silent foot.
To have properly studied the liberal sciences gives a polish to our manners, and removes all awkwardness.
There is a God within us and intercourse with heaven. [Lat., Est deus in nobis; et sunt commercia coeli.]
For this reason, if you believe proverbs, let me tell you the common one: "It is unlucky to marry in May.
The only treaties that ought to count are those which would effect a settlement between ulterior motives.
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
This is the only real revelation — that God is only a trick with mirrors, our dark reflection in a glass.
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.
In the performance of a good action, we not only benefit ourselves, but we confer a blessing upon others.
Fearfulness, contrary to all other vices, maketh a man think the better of another, the worse of himself.
Indeed, the Roman laws allowed no person to be carried to the wars but he that was in the soldiers' roll.
Prepare thy soul calmly to obey; such offering will be more acceptable to God than every other sacrifice.
Every moment of life is a step toward the grave. [Fr., Chaque instant de la vie est un pas vers la mort.]
For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions (one has emotions early enough)-they are experiences.
Everything in the world of things and animals is still filled with happening, which you can take part in.