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For science, God is simply the stream of tendency by which all things seek to fulfill the law of their being.
If Paris that brief flight allow, My humble tomb explore! It bears: Eternity, be thou My refuge! and no more.
The best poetry will be found to have a power of forming, sustaining, and delighting us, as nothing else can.
I have written every poem, every novel, for the same purpose-to find out what I think, to know where I stand.
There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.
Only those who have felt the knife can understand the wound, only the jeweller knows the nature of the jewel.
It's a blessing not to be alone in your grief but it's also painful to see your parents and siblings in pain.
My music is part of the quest I have to find new ways of telling stories, and also, I want to inspire people.
I think there is a poem out there for everyone, to be an entrance into the poetry and a relationship with it.
The rose has told In one simplicity That never life Relinquishes a bloom But to bestow An ancient confidence.
Every view of the world that becomes extinct, every culture that disappears, diminishes a possibility of life
And you stagger down to break your fast. Greasy bacon and lacquered eggs And coffee composed of frigid dregs.
Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts. [Lat., Candida pax homines, trux decet ira feras.]
The earth yields up her stores, of every ill The instigators; iron, foe to man, And gold, than iron deadlier.
In an easy cause anyone can be eloquent; the slightest strength is enough to break what is already shattered.
I am an exile; but it is the fault that pains; The punishment is nought; that it is deserved Is all the pain.
The work of a garden bears visible fruits-in a world where most of our labours seem suspiciously meaningless.
If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.
The language of my love does not belong to human language, my human body does not touch the flesh of my love.
I live in New Jersey now, which always gets a bad rap here and there, but I must say, I enjoy living here too
The other side of it is that, despite all that, people reach out to poetry at the key moments in their lives.
Science means simply the aggregate of all the recipes that are always successful. All the rest is literature.
A woman who loves her husband is merely paying her bills. A woman who loves her lover gives alms to the poor.
What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.
Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity.
I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me- who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet!
It is vain philosophy that supposes more causes than are exactly adequate to explain the phenomena of things.
Since the majority of me Rejects the majority of you, Debating ends forthwith, and we Divide.'' Philip Larkin
And nobility will not be able to help you with your love; Love does not know how to cede to ancestral images.
[On homosexuality:] Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean.
Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.
In one creative thought a thousand forgotten nights of love revive, filling it with sublimity and exaltation.
Intelligence, that sublimation of the sensibility, that organ of the need to know, is sterilized sensibility.
I love a finished speaker, I really, truly do I don't mean one who's polished, I just mean one who's through.
It is not the reading of many books which is necessary to make a man wise or good; but well reading of a few.
It's not the lack of ability or opportunity that holds you back; it is only a lack of confidence in yourself.
I believe people may have a predisposition for artistic creativity. It doesn't mean they're going to make it.
To see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!
A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
I came from a very intellectual neighborhood. When we played cowboys and Indians as kids, I had to be Gandhi.
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy...
As for his evil tidings, Belshazzar's overthrow, Why hurry to tell Belshazzar What soon enough he would know?
Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon.
Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.
Corruption never has been compulsory; when the cities lie at the monster's feet there are left the mountains.
My visit this autumn is an opportunity to continue that rich tradition of visits between Canterbury and Rome.
All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.
Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.
Speak little, learn the words of eternity. Go beyond your tangled thoughts and find the splendor of paradise.
Escape from the black cloud that surrounds you. Then you will see your own light as radiant as the full moon.