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Some people have written that my writing has helped them go on. It has helped me too. The writing, the roses, the 9 cats.
Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same.
that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result)
Complaint is often the result of an insufficient ability to live within the obvious restrictions of this god damned cage.
We shall never know how many acts of cowardice have been motivated by the fear of appearing not sufficiently progressive.
The stars know everything, So we try to read their minds. As distant as they are, We choose to whisper in their presence.
In Fellowship; alone To God, with Faith, draw near, Approach His Courts, besiege His Throne With all the power of Prayer.
Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.
I am not as these are, the poet saithIn youth's pride, and the painter, among menAt bay, where never pencil comes nor pem
Ausonius must be read to be believed! As poet, no subject is too trivial for him; as courtier, no flattery too excessive.
My first book of poems was published privately in 1949. That was my mother. The book was '25 Poems.' It cost 200 dollars.
Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!
Her mind lives tidily, apart from cold and noise and pain. And bolts the door against her heart, out wailing in the rain.
Then if my friendships break and bend, There's little need to cry The while I know that every foe Is faithful till I die.
-Before leaving my room i turn, and (stooping through the morning) kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were.
one pierced moment whiter than the rest -turning from the tremendous lie of sleep i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
He stripped off the armor of institutional friendships To dedictate his soul To the terrible deities of Truth and Beauty.
My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.
I was promised on a time - to have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
The fabric of my faithful love No power shall dim or ravel Whilst I stay here - but oh, my dear, If I should ever travel!
Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer. Next day the fatal precedent will plead; thus on, til wisdom is pushed our of life.
And I must bear What is ordained with patience, being aware Necessity doth front the universe With an invincible gesture.
From the colour the nature And by the nature the sign! Beatific spirits welding together As in one ash-tree in Ygdrasail.
Hawthorn, white and odorous with blossom, framing the quiet fields, and swaying flowers and grasses, and the hum of bees.
Believing your own bullshit is always a perilous activity, but never more fatal than for the owner of a start-up venture.
Being a retired major looks like an ideal thing to me. What a pity you couldn't eternally have been just a retired major.
The poet is a pretender. / He pretends so completely, / that he even pretends that it is pain / the pain he really feels.
Little Jesus, was Thou shy Once, and just so small as I? And what did it feel like to be Out of Heaven, and just like me?
Lightly I sped when hope was high And youth beguiled the chase,-- I follow, follow still: But I Shall never see her face.
Of all the possessions of this life fame is the noblest; when the body has sunk into the dust the great name still lives.
I thought, that day I started, I sure would hate to do this all my life, And dammit, that’s just what I’ve gone and done.
If in the last few years you have not discarded a major opinion or acquired a new one, check your pulse. You may be dead.
Ah, yes! I wrote the "Purple Cow" - I'm sorry, now, I wrote it! But I can tell you anyhow, I'll kill you if you quote it!
My house is small, but you are learned men And by your arguments can make a place Twenty foot broad as infinite as space.
He that loveth God will do diligence to please God by his works, and abandon himself, with all his might, well for to do.
Women desire six things: They want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous, obedient to wife, and lively in bed.
Would it even be possible to add a "suggested wallpaper" feature that analyzes your favored walls and shows similar ones?
I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips, And lights are in my hair.
ELECTED Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear.
One regret dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am lying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.
People say that the soul, on hearing the song of creation, entered the body, but in reality the soul itself was the song.
Anger is a tool for change when it challenges us to become more of an expert on the self and less of an expert on others.
On this hapless earth There 's small sincerity of mirth, And laughter oft is but an art To drown the outcry of the heart.
At first I was almost about to despair, I thought I never could bear it — but I did I bear it. The question remains: how?
The lotus flower is troubled At the sun's resplendent light; With sunken head and sadly She dreamily waits for the night.
It was play rather than work which enabled man to evolve his higher faculties - everything we mean by the word 'culture'.
Every politician in the world is all for revolution, reason, and disarmament-but only in enemy countries, not in his own.
When we hate a person, what we hate in his image is something inside ourselves. Whatever isn't inside us can't excite us.
In fear I hurried this way and that. I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, the one as hateful as the other.
You traverse the world in search of happiness which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all.