I've always found that the poorer the places that I go, the more smiles I see, and the more happiness I see.

We are actually fourth dimensional beings in a third dimensional body inhabiting a second dimensional world!

If I wrote a play with four characters every single one of them would talk like me regardless of age or sex.

But you'd have a job to find many of my poems which would seem to be very influenced by a particular person.

No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed.

According to the state of a man's conscience, so do hope and fear on account of his deeds arise in his mind.

To my mind, most prose poems are more prose than poetry. They don't possess most of the qualities of a poem.

The sharpest memory of our old-fashioned Christmas eve is my mother's hand making sure I was settled in bed.

The word 'novel' carries, for me, a weight as ominous, all-consuming and unforgiving as any Job encountered.

One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.

If every man's internal care Were written on his brow, How many would our pity share Who raise our envy now?

Seek not, my soul, the life of the immortals; but enjoy to the full the resources that are within thy reach.

There is nothing like scrubbing toilets for a living to make you question the choices you have made in life.

and I circle ten thousand years long; And I still don't know if I'm a falcon, a storm, or an unfinished song

Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave.

The older I've got the less I find myself going back and re-reading or really reading new fiction or poetry.

Revival is an infusion of new spiritual life imparted by the Holy Spirit to existing parts of Christ's body.

Can it be that even as one grows to fit the space one lives in, one cannot grow until there's space to grow?

As I've gotten older, I find I am able to be nourished more by sorrow and to distinguish it from depression.

I have spent many years trying to recover a common language, one that can cross the distance between people.

Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not.

If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is too far.

All of which was OK, as that proved then, I certainly wouldn't contradict it as a necessary sense of things.

What the translator - myself in particular - does is not comparable to what the Homeric performer was doing.

The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.

Life is tons of discipline. Your first discipline is your vocabulary; then your grammar and your punctuation

New is a word for fools in towns who think Style upon style in dress and thought at last Must get somewhere.

One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.

Ko Un is a crucial poet for the twenty-first century, and this is an enormously fresh and vivid translation.

Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

It is night, And it is vanity, and age Blackens the heart of Adam. Fear, The yellow chirper, beaks its cage.

There was nothing particularly wrong with them; they were just the ordinary garden variety of human garbage.

You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself - that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold.

Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.

Our purpose here on earth: to manifest the very nature of our spirit, which is touched by the spirit of God.

It is Love and the Lover that live eternally - Don't lend your heart to anything else; all else is borrowed.

If you wish to shine like day, burn up the night of self-existence. Dissolve in the Being who is everything.

Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?

Never be without remembrance of Him, for His remembrance gives strength and wings to the bird of the Spirit.

Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.

That's how you came here, like a star without a name. Move across the night sky with those anonymous lights.

This phantom world gave you false signs But you turned from the illusion and journeyed to the land of truth.

Earth tries to work sorcery on us, saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, but we outwit that spell by enjoying this now.

He taught people with his best way. He showed his beauty. He was all good so peace be on him and his family.

Though someday we may become as eloquent as Sahban, but we might also miss the essence of the Forgiving One.

The greatest works of admiration, And all the fair examples of renown. Out of distress and misery are grown.

The poet is the man made to solve the riddle of the universe who brings the whole soul of man into activity.

Metaphysics,--the science which determines what can and what cannot be known of being and the laws of being.

False doctrine does not necessarily make a man a heretic, but an evil heart can make any doctrine heretical.

Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

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