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Poetry is one of the original arts, and it began, as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth.
He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
Use your gifts faithfully, and they shall be enlarged; practice what you know, and you shall attain to higher knowledge.
It is a very great thing to be able to think as you like; but, after all, an important question remains: what you think.
And see all sights from pole to pole, And glance, and nod, and hustle by; And never once possess our soul Before we die.
Be patient with yourself. Don't make the loss harder by thinking you should be a certain way, or have bounced back, etc.
Toupée or not toupée for professional government: that is the hair-raising question created by Donald Trump's candidacy.
Donald Trump has filed so many bankruptcies and busted so many companies that his children now have receding heir lines.
Donald Trump accused Huma Abedin of sharing state secrets with her husband. I think Trump clearly lacks a sense of Huma.
It's no mistake that the moment of impregnation is called conception: at first, parenthood is nothing more than an idea.
When I was 18, I suddenly became very, very religious. I became an evangelical Christian; I was celibate for five years.
When there is no place that you have decided to call your own, then no matter where you go, you are always heading home.
Every stage of education begins with childhood. That is why the most educated person on earth so much resembles a child.
To the poet fated to be a poet, self-expression is as natural and as involuntary as breathing is to us ordinary mortals.
Fixity is always momentary. But how can it always be so? If it were, it would not be momentary - or would not be fixity.
Take the advice of light when you're looking at linens or jewels; Looking at faces or forms, take the advice of the day.
The swallow is not ensnared by men because of its gentle nature. [Lat., At caret insidiis hominum, quia mitis, hirundo.]
Man's last day must ever be awaited and none to be counted happy until his death, until his last funeral rites are paid.
God created man and, finding him not sufficiently alone, gave him a companion to make him feel his solitude more keenly.
Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he can do something better than reason.
Our Adonais has drunk poisonoh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe?
The chromatic scale is what you use to give the effect of drinking a quinine martini and having an enema simultaneously.
Now I must wait and be still and say nothing I don't know, nothing I haven't lived over and over, and that's everything.
Like the air-invested heron, great persons should conduct themselves; and the higher they be, the less they should show.
There is no love; there are only proofs of love. Whatever love I might feel in my heart, others will see only my action.
Not every truth is the better for showing its face undisguised; and often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.
We need, in love, to practice only this: letting each other go. For holding on comes easily; we do not need to learn it.
We must accept our reality as vastly as we possibly can; everything, even the unprecedented, must be possible within it.
Dying is strange and hard if it is not our death, but a death that takes us by storm, when we've ripened none within us.
Prayer must carry on our work as much as preaching; he preacheth not heartily to his people that will not pray for them.
Sinners, hear and consider, if you wilfully condemn your souls to bestiality, God will condemn them to perpetual misery.
The poetry that sustains me is when I feel that, for a minute, the clouds have parted and I've seen ecstasy or something
Some hae meat and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thankit.
The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church's ban Or hell's damnation.
The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie, For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.
Belief is better than anything else, and it is best when rapt - above paying its respects to anybody's doubt whatsoever.
Before now poetry has taken notice Of wars, and what are wars but politics Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody?
A perfect poem is impossible. Once it had been written, the world would end. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
Your presence was shore where I rested/ released from the hoodoo of that dance, where I spoke/ with my true voice again.
A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction.
In jazz, as in poetry, there is always that play between what’s regular and what’s wild. That has always appealed to me.
Even in the scorched and frozen world of the dead after the holocaust The wheel as it turns goes on accreting ornaments.
Easier were it To hurl the rooted mountain from its base, Than force the yoke of slavery upon men Determin'd to be free.
We had some good times at school. I didn't know how good those times were until I left, but I guess that's the way of it
This world's existence is one night long. There's a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it.
We came whirling out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust... The stars made a circle, and in the middle, we dance.
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.
The body is not hidden from the soul, nor is the soul hidden from the body, and yet the soul is not for everyone to see.
Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.