Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
A general and a bit of shooting makes you forget your troubles ... it takes your mind off the cost of living.
When you set out on your journey to Ithaca, pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge.
Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.
Love is a taste for prostitution. In fact, there is no noble pleasure that cannot be reduced to Prostitution.
Comme l'imagination a cre e le monde, elle le gouverne. Because imagination created the world, it governs it.
In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.
there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock
People who believe in politics are like people who believe in God: they are sucking wind through bent straws.
and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical sense and are not easy to fool with laughter
O wild, dark flower of woman, Deep rose of my desire, An Eastern wizard made you Of earth and stars and fire.
Water is the mother of the vine, the nurse and fountain of fecundity, the adorner and refresher of the world.
If I believe in anything, it is in the dark night of the soul. Awe is my religion, and mystery is its church.
It was a perfect night for a train. The occasional whistle told Louis of all the farewells he had ever known.
You can have money piled to the ceiling but the size of your funeral is still going to depend on the weather.
The telephone bell was ringing wildly, but without result, since there was no-one in the room but the corpse.
You get closer to your own humanity by understanding the stories of other people and the struggles they have.
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
When my mother left her second husband, she wrote her autobiography and presented it to him for his approval.
The fear of loss, in one form or another, is the motivator behind all conscious and unconscious dishonesties.
To joke in the face of danger is the supreme politeness, a delicate refusal to cast oneself as a tragic hero.
Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
Let your mind be quiet, realizing the beauty of the world, and the immense boundless treasures that it holds.
First of all I think that poetry is very noble and I always have with me the sense of the nobility of poetry.
A person who's only suffering can't write a poem. There are choices to be made, and you need to be objective.
No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.
Beware of flattery! 'tis a flowery weed, Which oft offends the very idol-vice, Whose shrine it would perfume.
True poetry is similar to certain pictures whose owner is unknown and which only a few initiated people know.
The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.
Artists are the antennae of the race, but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust the great artists.
Pero yo ya no soy yo Ni mi casa es ya mi casa. But now I am no longer I, nor is my house any longer my house.
I have one talent, and that's figuring out what people want about two minutes before they know it themselves.
I had a little dog and my dog was very small....Of all the treasures that were mine, I loved him most of all.
Poem in other words may or may not result from inspiration but must (in reader and author alike) produce it--
If you would attain to your highest, go look upon a flower;what the flower does willessly, that do willingly.
Secrecy is for the happy,--misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.
There is the joy of being healthy and fair, but there is overall the beauty, the immense joy of being useful.
The higher the Ape goes, the more he shewes his taile. [The higher the ape goes, the more he shows his tail.]
The ignorant hath an Eagles wings, and an Owles eyes. [The ignorant hath an eagle's wings and an owl's eyes.]
In Scotland, when people congregate, they tend to argue and discuss and reason; in Orkney, they tell stories.
With "poets dead and gone" as Keats says in "Mermaid Tavern" they are alive and talking to us and us to them.
Without artists, the order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish.
Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words.
It frightens me to realize that, if I had died before the age of fifty, I would have died a 'Negro' fraction.
There are different wells within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that.
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
One can paint with two colors, and draw with one. Three, or four at most, have for centuries been enough men.
Hugh Lynn Cayce, Edgar Cayce's son, is quoted as saying, The best interpretation of a dream is one you apply.
Take this sorrow to thy heart and make it part of thee, and it shall nourish thee till thou art strong again.
Remember this: one can be a strict logician or grammarian and at the same time full of imagination and music.
A man fashions ill for himself who fashions ill for another, and the ill design is most ill for the designer.