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You have no need to travel anywhere - journey within yourself. Enter a mine of rubies and bathe in the splendor of your own light.
This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.
Walk patiently through this troubled world, and you will find great treasure. Even though your house may be small, look within it!
I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
If you have no eyes, do not walk blindly; take a staff in your hand. If you have no staff of insight, do not walk without a guide.
Store up reservoirs of calm and content and draw on them at later moments when the source isn't there, but the need is very great.
The life of this transitory world is the expectation of death: to renounce life is to escape from the expectation of annihilation.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights Whatever stirs this mortal frame All are but ministers of Love And feed His sacred flame.
I do not call the sod under my feet my country; but language-religion-government-blood-identity in these makes men of one country.
Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel-dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.
Make songs for Death as you would sing to Love -But you will not assuage him. He aloneOf all the gods will take no gifts from men.
I always had a superstitious fear of setting up a too well-designed writing place and then finding that the writing had absconded.
In the years 1910 and 1911 I had 51 innings with 10 not outs and an average of 19. This I consider a creditable record for a poet.
The black artist is dangerous. Black art controls the 'Negro's' reality, negates negative influences, and creates positive images.
Christianity in the suburb is cheerful. The church is a centre of social activity and those who go to church need never be lonely.
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.
We watch'd her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro.
I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of peace and love.
The need of the immaterial is the most deeply rooted of all needs. One must have bread; but before bread, one must have the ideal.
Do you know what friendship is... it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.
It took me awhile to not be ashamed to be a poet in the business environment, and to be a business person in the poet environment.
God may reduce you on Judgment Day to tears of shame, reciting by heart the poems you would have written, had your life been good.
The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead.
Blessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.
When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a room full of dukes.
The war affects me less than it ought. But I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.
The old happiness is unreturning. Boy's griefs are not so grievous as youth's yearning. Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.
When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
If you cannot imagine with the mind's eye much more than you can see with the mortal eye, you have a very poor imagination indeed.
The atoms of Democritus And Newton's particles of light Are sands upon the Red Sea shore, Where Israel's tents do shine so bright.
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
Prose may carry a load of ill-defined matters like a ship. But poetry is the machine which drives it, pruned to a perfect economy.
You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for the fire and I attendant upon you, shaken by your beauty Shaken by your beauty Shaken.
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul bawled out, Well done! As loud as he could bawl.
The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
When I thinkof my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
As I was sitting in my chair, I knew the bottom wasn't there, Nor legs nor back, but I just sat, Ignoring little things like that.
So we grew together like to a double cherry, seeming parted, but yet an union in partition, two lovely berries molded on one stem.
If I shall be condemned Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you 'Tis rigor and not law.
I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world.
Night's candles have burned out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops." Hope tinged with melancholy - like life.
Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his neighbour's faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.
O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she went to school; And though she be but little, she is fierce.
I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire, But qualify the fire's extreme rage, Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.
Cry "havoc!" and let loose the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.