Quotes by Poets - Page 254

The Enlightened One, if he had meditated on it, would not necessarily have rejected a technical solution.
Michel Houellebecq
Time changes nothing, girl, but the size of your underwear. . .and hopefully your hairdo.
Minton Sparks
Courage cannot be unveiled without reality
Munia Khan
I am married to Beatrice Salkeld a painter. We have no children except me.
Brendan Behan
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
John Donne
Long you must suffer, knowing not what,until suddenly out of spitefully chewed fruit your suffering's taste comes forth in you.Then you will love almost instantly what's tasted. No one will ever talk you out of it.
Rainer Maria Rilke
The ultimate goal of writing is forgiveness.
Katerina Stoykova-Klemer
Life is a character-building opportunity that we all volunteered for.
Richelle E. Goodrich
And the Raven never flitting Still is sitting still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming And the lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the floor And my soul from out that shadow That lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore.
Edgar Allan Poe
Good characters make you feel like you have new friends, don’t they? You have to re-read the books just to visit with them again. Grace Awakening. Book one: Awakening Dreams
Shawn L. Bird
Simple the life, simpler will be your instincts, the laws that govern universe will obey your simplicity.
Santosh Kalwar
They have their opinions, but we have the answers.
Anthony Liccione
One who gossips usually carries boredom in one hand and bitterness in the other.
Suzy Kassem
My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.
William Shakespeare
I would say Pittsburgh softly each time before throwing him up. Whisper Pittsburgh with my mouth against the tiny ear and throw him higher. Pittsburgh and happiness high up. The only way to leave even the smallest trace. So that all his life her son would feel gladness unaccountably when anyone spoke of the ruined city of steel in America. Each time almost remembering something maybe important that got lost.
Jack Gilbert
I don't care what you say to me. I care what you share with me.
Santosh Kalwar
Think of what starlight And lamplight would lack Diamonds and fireflies If they couldn’t lean against Black. . . .
Mary O'Neill
I am not learning definitions as established in even the latest dictionaries. I am not a dictionary-maker. I am a person a dictionary-maker has to contend with. I am a living evidence in the development of language.
William Stafford
Where were you when I undressed and told the tales of my day?Where were youwhenI was silent with God in prandial pray?Where were youwhen I recited love poems as I lay?Where were you?
Kamand Kojouri
The way you see people is the way you treat them and the way you treat them is what they become.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Holding on to the past will hold you down in life. Learn from it but move on.
Jonathan Anthony Burkett
Close! stand close to me, Starbuck; let me look into a human eye; it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze upon God. By the green land; by the bright hearthstone! this is the magic glass, man; I see my wife and my child in thine eye. No, no; stay on board, on board!- lower not when I do; when branded Ahab gives chase to Moby Dick. That hazard shall not be thine. No, no! not with the far away home I see in that eye!
Herman Melville
On what strange stuff Ambition feeds!
Eliza Cook
Did she say anything before she died?" he asked."Yes," the surgeon said. "She said, 'Forgive him'""Forgive him?" my father asked."I think she was referring to the drunk driver who killed her."Wow.My grandmother's last act on earth was a call for forgiveness, love and tolerance.She wanted us to forgive Gerald, the dumb-ass Spokane Indian alcoholic who ran her over and killed her.I think My Dad wanted to go find Gerald and beat him to death.I think my mother would have helped him.I think I would have helped him, too.But my grandmother wanted us to forgive her murderer.Even dead, she was a better person than us.
Sherman Alexie
I don't believe we shall ever again have any form of society in which men will be free. One should not hope for it. One should not hope for anything. Hope is invented by politicians to keep the electorate happy.
Pier Paolo Pasolini
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house Not a creature was stirring - not even a mouse The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Clement C. Moore
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
William Butler Yeats
And once more given to inaction,Empty in spirit and alone,He settled down – to the distractionOf making other minds his own;Collecting books, he stacked a shelfful,Read, read, not even one was helpful:Here, there was dullness, there pretence;This one lacked conscience, that one sense;All were by different shackles fettered;And, past times having lost their hold,The new still raved about the old.Like women, books he now deserted,And mourning taffeta he drewAcross the bookshelf’s dusty crew.
Alexander Pushkin
So often survivors have had their experiences denied, trivialized, or distorted. Writing is an important avenue for healing because it gives you the opportunity to define your own reality. You can say: This did happen to me. It was that bad. It was the fault & responsibility of the adult. I was—and am—innocent.” The Courage to Heal by Ellen Bass & Laura Davis
Ellen Bass
There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry – This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll – How frugal is the Chariot That bears a Human soul.
Emily Dickinson
This is the gist of what I know: Give advice and buy a foe.
Phyllis McGinley
I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reward.
Kahlil Gibran
We must love one another or die
W.H. Auden
There is nothing wrong with sobriety in moderation.
John Ciardi
Know then thyself; presume not God to scan,The proper study of mankind is Man.Placed on this isthmus of a middle state,A being darkly wise and rudely great:With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side,And too much weakness for the Stoic's pride,He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest;In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast;In doubt his mind or body to prefer;Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err.Alike in ignorance, his reason such,Whether he thinks too little or too much.
Alexander Pope
Concrete breathes sun's heat.
Cameron Conaway
I simply ate a fish-head, but fish-heads won't fillme now. Your attention is a fish-head,so throw it back into my new body, backinto the body climbing the stairs.
Patricia Lockwood
You get the face you build your whole life, with work and loving and grieving and laughing and frowning.
Catherynne M. Valente
Your heart has a powerful little antenna and its vibrations can be felt throughout the universe.
Suzy Kassem
Every human heart is human.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And if the stars should ever die, we'll make our own light, you and I.
John Mark Green
Then one morning she’d begun to feel her sorrow easing, like something jagged that had cut into her so long it had finally dulled its edges, worn itself down. That same day Rachel couldn’t remember which side her father had parted his hair on, and she’d realized again what she’d learned at five when her mother left – that what made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting the small things first, the smell of the soap her mother had bathed with, the color of the dress she’d worn to church, then after a while the sound of her mother’s voice, the color of her hair. It amazed Rachel how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief that was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree’s heartwood. (51)
Ron Rash
If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.
Iain Thomas
To have character is to be big enough to take life on.
Mary Caroline Richards
As a childI put my finger in the fireto becomea saint.As a teenagerevery day I would knock my head against the wall.As a young girlI went out through a window of a garretto the roofin order to jump.As a womanI had lice all over my body.They cracked when I was ironing my sweater.I waited sixty minutesto be executed.I was hungry for six years.Then I bore a child,they were carving mewithout putting me to sleep.Then a thunderbolt killed methree times and I had to rise from the dead three timeswithout anyone’s help.Now I am restingafter three resurrections.
Anna Swir
Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths.
Jalaluddin Rumi
This a a wonderful day. I've never seen this one before.
Maya Angelou
Why don't you speak for yourself John?
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A writer of any merit does not worry about being accepted everywhere. He must write to inspire, to change for the better or to challenge the status quo!
Avijeet Das
In History, stagnant waters, whether they be stagnant waters of custom or those of despotism, harbour no life; life is dependent on the ripples created by a few eccentric individuals. In homage to that life and vitality, the community has to brave certain perils and must countenance a measure of heresy. One must live dangerously if one wants to live at all.
Herbert Read
You know if the U.S. Government wanted to boost the economy there's a simple solution make Black Friday the refund date for your state and federal taxes
Stanley Victor Paskavich
The man who says his prayers in the evening is a captain posting his sentries. After that he can sleep.
Charles Baudelaire
Sometimes in the company of others I find a disagreeable spirit of competitiveness kicks in and each person is shamed into spending rather more than he would have wished. This is a historically established syndrome, of course. One Magus going to Bethlehem would probably have sprung for a box of After Eights. Three Magi on the same trip found themselves laden with gold, frankincense and myrrh and bitterly comtemplating their overdrafts.
James Hamilton-Paterson
Shall I tell her? Shall I be a kind and merciful narrator and take our girl aside? Shall I touch her new, red heart and make her understand that she is no longer one of the tribe of heartless children, nor even the owner of the wild and infant heart of thirteen-year-old girls and boys? Oh, September! Hearts, once you have them locked up in your chest, are a fantastic heap of tender and terrible wonders - but they must be trained. Beatrice could have told her all about it. A heart can learn ever so many tricks, and what sort of beast it becomes depends greatly upon whether it has been taught to sit up or to lie down, to speak or to beg, to roll over or to sound alarm, to guard or to attack, to find or to stay. But the trick most folk are so awfully fond of learning, the absolute second they've got hold of a heart, is to pretend they don't have one at all. It is the very first danger of the hearted. Shall I give fair warning, as neither you nor I was given?
Catherynne M. Valente
The bitterest hardships, the most daunting trials; none of these are burdens if it means being with you.
Richelle E. Goodrich
When dealing with the insane, the best method is to pretend to be sane.
Hermann Hesse
There is no love without respect.There isn't much truth if spoken without genuine honesty.
Alexandra Elle
Like freshly cut roses, I place life in a vase... of love.
Kamand Kojouri
You should always listen to minotaurs. Anybody with four stomachs has to have a firm grip on reality.
Catherynne M. Valente
One of the most troubling facts I have had to accept is that people are not all angel or all devil. They are both good and awful to varying degrees and in varying circumstances. On any given day, dependent upon the situation, you will be confronted by either the devil of a person or the angel of the same person or a curious mix of both. This means you can, and most likely will, love and hate the same individual alternately throughout your life. This truth I find painfully heartbreaking.
Richelle E. Goodrich