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When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.
Will you walk into my parlour? Said the spider to a fly: '"Tis the prettiest little parlour That ever you did spy.
You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.
Though I play at the edges of knowing, truly I know our part is not knowing, but looking, and touching, and loving
I have trouble with some books because I'm so much in agreement with them I'd rather just sit in the grass myself.
My first two books are out of print and, okay, they can sleep there comfortably. It's early work, derivative work.
I went to India and was quite taken with it. There's a feeling there that things are holy first and useful second.
all great people are humble because great people have great work and are humbled by the largeness of their dreams.
The summer that I was ten - Can it be there was only one summer that I was ten? It must have been a long one then.
I would insist that poetry is a normal human activity and its proper concern all the things that happen to people.
I was the first Arts Council official in the archipelago to do something for what you might call indigenous music.
Hell hath no fury like a frustrated fundamentalist whose God condemned him to "hell" for having "impure thoughts."
If you want to dispossess a people, the simplest way to do it is to tell their story and to start with 'secondly'.
I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else's story, the delicious ache of a last page.
Across the downs a hummingbird Came dipping through the bowers, He pivoted on emptiness To scrutinize the flowers.
Tradition is no longer a continuity but a series of sharp breaks. The modern tradition is the tradition of revolt.
People who have what they want are very fond of telling people who haven't what they want that they don't want it.
Love is a driver, bitter and fierce if you fight and resist him, Easy-going enough once you acknowledge his power.
Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.
Finnish is not a language, it is a way of setting at the end of the bench with your fur cap pulled over your ears.
Man cannot bear his own portrait. The image of his limits and his own determinacy exasperates him, drives him mad.
Human beings need to belong to a tradition and equally need to know about the world in which they find themselves.
O weep for Adonis - He is dead." "Peace. He is not dead he doth not sleep - he hath wakened from the dream of life
I am always trying to 'preserve' things by getting other people to read what I have written, and feel what I felt.
I say, Father, the years have brought me here, still your son, they have brought me to a life I cannot understand.
Letter scrambling and trouble reading is just a small part of dyslexia. It is also an auditory processing problem.
There needs not strength to be added to inviolate chastity; the excellency of the mind makes the body impregnable.
Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home.
My God grant me love for that which has splendor, but in this time of my life let me strive for attainable things.
The old men ask for more time; the young waste it. And the philosopher simply smiles, knowing there is none there.
One of the most obvious facts about grownups to a child is that they have forgotten what it is like to be a child.
Lay siege to your sins, and starve them out by keeping away the food and fuel which is their maintenance and life.
If life be long, I will be glad, Tthat I may long obey; If short, yet why should I be sad, To soar to endless day?
I think that poetry is important when you are shipwrecked, when the ordinary structures that hold you up are gone.
We find great things are made of little things, And little things go lessening till at last Comes God behind them.
All service ranks the same with God,- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first.
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing!
My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
What a great thing! To be a writer! Words are something you can carry in your head. You can really 'travel light.'
The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.
I was thinking, "So, I’m Emperor, am I? What nonsense! But at least I'll be able to make people read my books now.
Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part To live and die for thee.
Your business as a writer is not to illustrate virtue but to show how a fellow may move toward it or away from it.
What blockheads are those wise persons, who think it necessary that a child should comprehend everything it reads.
The mind says there is nothing beyond the physical world; the HEART says there is, and I've been there many times.
We are all the same ... all the same... longing to find our way back ... back to the One ... back to the Only One!
Be with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.
Whether you love God or you love a human being, if you love enough you will come into the presence of Love itself.
Through your love existence and nonexistence merge. All opposites unite. All that is profane becomes sacred again.
If reason dominates in man, he rises higher than angels. If lust overpowers man, he descends lower than the beast.