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See Social-life and Glee sit down, All joyous and unthinking, Till, quite transmugrified, they're grown Debauchery and Drinking
Earth would soon Be uninhabitable as the moon. What for that matter had it ever been? Who advised man to come and live therein?
People are inexterminable - like flies and bed-bugs. There will always be some that survive in cracks and crevices - that's us.
Lovers to-day and for all time Preserve the meaning of my rhyme: Love is not kindly nor yet grim But does to you as you to him.
I think that my responsibility to my art is to try to get it right or to push the boundaries of what I'm able to do in any way.
When I was younger, I was so crazy about poetry that I didn't notice who was noticing. It seemed to me so tremendous and large.
And as this round (ring) is nowhere found to flaw, or else to sever. So let our love as endless prove and pure as gold forever.
There are three things in speech that ought to be considered before some things are spoken--the manner, the place and the time.
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?
I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside.
Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.
My heart rushes into the garden, joyfully tasting all the delights. But reason frowns, disapproving of the heart's bad manners.
Certainly I'm angry at the way Indians have been treated and continue to be treated. But I don't think it's a helpless emotion.
I write to tell the truth about the black condition as I see it. Therefore, I write to offer a black woman's view of the world.
I think one of the most radical things a girl can do is to own her body. And we learn so young not to own these bodies of ours.
Hungry people make the best revolutionaries. Because when you're hungry, it's easy to get angry about things that aren't right.
Anguish devours the mind, and furious rage, and hope than which the heart can bear no heavier burden, when it is long deferred.
Who is this that comes in grandeur, coming from the blazing East? This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ.
Masks are the order of the day - and the least I can do is cultivate the illusion that I am gay, serene, not hollow and afraid.
I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.
It’s terrible to lie in chains, To rot in dungeon deep, But it’s still worse, when you are free To sleep, and sleep, and sleep.
So we found the end of our journey. So we stood, alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light.
To follow the drops sliding from a lifting oar, Head up, while the rower breathes, and the small boat drifts quietly shoreward.
Everyone ought to wish to marry; some ought to be allowed to marry; and others ought to marry twice - to make the average good.
I have frequently noticed how circumstances conspire to help a man, or a boy, when he has thoroughly resolved on doing a thing.
How delicious is the winning Of a kiss at Love's beginning, When two mutual hearts are sighing For the knot there's no untying!
Seek and possess holiness, and consolation will follow, as assuredly as warmth follows the dispensation of the rays of the sun.
When Eve upon the first of Men The apple press'd with specious cant, Oh! what a thousand pities then That Adam was not Adamant!
Money is only a human invention. I get paid for my work, it's a system of trade, but it's not my purpose and reason for living.
I would rather have an inferiority complex and be pleasantly surprised, than have a superiority complex and be rudely awakened.
Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.
Even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life
Genealogies are admirable things, provided they do not encourage the curious delusion that some families are older than others.
A writer is a maker, not a man of action: his private life is of no concern to anybody but himself, his family and his friends.
There are bills to be paid, machines to keep in repair, Irregular verbs to learn, the Time Being to redeem From insignificance.
A god who is both self-sufficient and content to remain so could not interest us enough to raise the question of his existence.
The wind had seized the tree and ha, and ha, It held the shivering, the shaken limbs, Then bathed its body in the leaping lake.
Poetry is poetry, and one's objective as a poet is to achieve poetry precisely as one's objective in music is to achieve music.
For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware, I sit content, And if each and all be aware, I sit content.
Dead men may envy living mites in cheese, Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys, And subdivide, and never come to death.
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.
Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.
The poor have very few hours in which to enjoy themselves; they must take their pleasure raw; they haven't the time to cook it.
Fairies in Ireland are sometimes as big as we are, sometimes bigger, and sometimes, as I have been told, about three feet high.
Come near; I would, before my time to go, Sing of old Eire and the ancient ways: Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days.
Thought is a garment and the soul's a bride That cannot in that trash and tinsel hide: Hatred of God may bring the soul to God.
While man can still his body keep Wine or love drug him to sleep, Waking he thanks the Lord that he Has body and its stupidity.
and there grows in the mind a scent, it may be, of locust blossoms whose perfume is itself a wind moving to lead the mind away.