Quotes by Poets - Page 464

Witches cackle.Goblins growl.Spectres boo,And werewolves howl.Black cats hiss.Bats flap their wings.Mummies moan.The cold wind sings.Ogre’s roar.And crows, they caw.Vampires bahahahaha.Warlocks swish their moonlit capes.Loch Ness monsters churn the lake.Skeletons, they rattle bonesWhile graveyards crack the old headstones.All the while the ghouls, they cryTo trick-or-treaters passing by.Oh, the noise on Halloween;It makes me want to scream!
Richelle E. Goodrich
How would this world be if there was not God? The answer is simple: it would become itself God.
Sorin Cerin
I have made calculations that would beggar your soul. What is it that villains always say at the end of stories? You and I are more alike than you think? Well,” the Marquess took September’s hand in hers and very gently kissed it. “We are. Oh, how alike we are! I feel very warmly towards you, and I only want to protect you, as I wish someone had protected me. Come, September, look out the window with me. It’s not a difficult thing. A show of faith, let’s call it.
Catherynne M. Valente
I was most happy when pen and paper were taken from me and I was forbidden from doing anything. I had no anxiety about doing nothing by my own fault, my conscience was clear, and I was happy. This was when I was in prison.
Daniil Kharms
I was emotionally erect.
Sherman Alexie
I shall no longer be instructed by the Yoga Veda or the Aharva Veda, or the ascetics, or any other doctrine whatsoever. I shall learn from myself, be a pupil of myself; I shall get to know myself, the mystery of Siddhartha." He looked around as if he were seeing the world for the first time.
Hermann Hesse
If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life — they have not loved at all.
Lang Leav
One must be deeply aware of the impermanence of the world.
Dōgen
Ashes have no fear to burn in hellIn your heart's paradise angels dwellRib cage fastens all sins of the wrongYour bones will sing you mortality’s song
Munia Khan
Mirror, mirror on the wall, I have placed you in my hallWhere I wander every day.Echo beauty, and you’ll stay.
Richelle E. Goodrich
Writing is a conduit. It opens up a passageway into the past. Not just for the writer, but for the reader too. Both readers and writer are linked by the commonality of human experience.
Lang Leav
Darkness moves like a pack of wild dogs.The wind moves like a wounded animal.The ground must be full of teeth by now.
Cecilia Llompart
The typical atheist rebels against God as a teenager rebels against his parents. When his own desires or standards are not fulfilled in the way that he sees fit, he, in revolt, storms out of the house in denial of the Word of God and in scrutiny of a great deal of those who stand by the Word of God. The epithet 'Heavenly Father' is a grand reflection, a relation to that of human nature.
Criss Jami
I scared a little porcupineand caught a quill in my behind.It hurt so badly in my tail,but tugging on it made me yell.The porcupine was still around,so I complained. He simply frownedand said, "Stop whining! Look and seehow many quills are stuck on me!
Richelle E. Goodrich
Close your eyes. Meditate on your love. This is God.
Kamand Kojouri
I got nervous at bulls and eagles,Trying to figure what shape Zeus might take f
Ovid
For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds /Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
Wallace Stevens
I mean, I hope you're happy,But the sky is still the sky without you,And I'm not surprised by that anymore.
Caitlyn Siehl
The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.
Charles Simic
The experience of this sweet life.
Dante Alighieri
The sign of a good leader is easy to recognize, though it is hardly ever seen. For the greatest leaders are those who share as equals in the trials and struggles, the demands and expectations, the hills and trenches, the laws and punishments placed upon the backs of those governed. A great leader is motivated not by power but by compassion. Therefore he can do nothing but make himself a servant to those whom he rules. Such a leader is unequivocally respected, and loved for loving.
Richelle E. Goodrich
This day will never come again and anyone who fails to eat and drink and taste and smell it will never have it offered to him again in all eternity. The sun will never shine as it does today...But you must play your part and sing a song, one of your best.
Hermann Hesse
He pulls down one of my straps, slides his other hand in among the feathers, but it's no good, I lie there like a dead bird. He is not a monster, I think. I can't afford pride or aversion, there are all kinds of things that have to be discarded, under the circumstances. "Maybe I should turn the lights out," says the Commander, dismayed and no doubt disappointed. I see him for a moment before he does this. Without his uniform he looks smaller, older, like something being dried. The trouble is that I can't be, with him, any different from the way I usually am with him. Usually I'm inert. Surely there must be something here for us, other than this futility and bathos.
Margaret Atwood
Was there ever something not known before it was recognized?
Sorin Cerin
The truth is that what fascinates me is not so much being in a place as not being there: how places live in the mind once you have left them, how they are imagined before you arrive, or how they are seemingly called out of nothing to illustrate a thought or story like my tree down yonder. These mental spaces map our Innes lives more fully than any "real" map, delineating the borders of here and there that also shape what we see in the present.
Siri Hustvedt
If you're brighter than a lightning bug, don't show your ass
Stanley Victor Paskavich
When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language.
D.H. Lawrence
A Robin Redbreast in a CagePuts all Heaven in a Rage.A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeonsShudders Hell thro’ all its regions.A Dog starv’d at his Master’s GatePredicts the ruin of the State.A Horse misus’d upon the RoadCalls to Heaven for Human blood.Each outcry of the hunted HareA fiber from the Brain does tear.
William Blake
Snap your fingerstop the world - rain falls harder
Jack Kerouac
Passion lingers on a state of blissLove loves you more when you kiss
Munia Khan
But when justice is done the world drops away.
Anne Carson
It is right it should be so Man was made for joy and woe And when this we rightly know Through the world we safely go.
William Blake
As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me; all things leave me -You remain. Other thoughts may come and go, Other moments I may know That shall waft me, in their going, As a breath blown to and fro, Fragrant memories; fragrant memories Come and go. Only thoughts of you remain In my heart where they have lain, Perfumed thoughts of you, remaining, A hid sweetness, in my brain. Others leave me; all things leave me -You remain.
Arthur Symons
First he wrought and afterwards he taught.
Geoffrey Chaucer
He looked like a young Crusader on a tomb. That was Phyllis's first impression of Allan Harrington.
Margaret Widdemer
Originality has nothing to do with producing something ’ new’ - it is about seeking the source, the primordial ground from which you draw and have always drawn your being. It comes about when one works from one’s origins, it is the dance of the eternal return… and is as ancient as the Dreamtime.
Billy Marshall-Stoneking
There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
Kahlil Gibran
Be on the alert to recognize your prime at whatever time of your life it may occur.
Muriel Spark
I must go down to the seas again to the lonely sea and the sky And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.
John Masefield
Good evening, Lord Corwin,' said the lean, cadaverous figure who rested against a storage rack, smoking his pipe, grinning around it.Good evening, Roger. How are things in the nether world?'A rat, a bat, a spider. Nothing much else astir. Peaceful.'You enjoy this duty?'He nodded.I am writing a philosophical romance shot through with elements of horror and morbidity. I work on those parts down here.
Roger Zelazny
Belief is better than anything else and it is best when rapt - above paying its respects to anybody's doubt whatsoever.
Robert Frost
No, she laughed." How on earth could that be done? If you try to laugh and say ‘No’ at the same time, it sounds like neighing — yet people are perpetually doing it in novels. If they did it in real life they would be locked up.
Hilaire Belloc
They walked away from the sea, Rolandsen in the lead. He kept to the edge of the road, in the snow, to leave room for the others. He was wearing light, fashionable shoes, but seemed unperturbed; he even had his coat unbuttoned in the chilly May wind. ’So that’s the church!’ said the curate. ’It looks old. I don’t suppose there’s a stove in it?’ asked his wife. ’I couldn’t say,’ Rolandsen replied, ’but I don’t think so.
Knut Hamsun
The imaginary is what tends to become real.
André Breton
Everything, I thought, everything keeps changing. Changing shape, changing colour, changing sound.
Kevin Crossley-Holland
No matter how kind you are, always expect a few imbeciles.
Criss Jami
The prince of darkness is a gentleman!
William Shakespeare
Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.
Aphra Behn
If I am destined to be happy with you here—how short is the longest Life—I wish to believe in immortality—I wish to live with you for ever.
John Keats
Art and the artist meet in stages, slowly revealing themselves until both are satisfied with what the other has become.
Richelle E. Goodrich
Let's follow our curiosity & our joy.
Jay Woodman
You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. The warmth, the security and peace of soul, the utter comfort from the touch of the other, knits the sleep, so that it takes the body and soul completely in its healing.
D.H. Lawrence
Camerado this is no book. Who touches this touches a man.
Walt Whitman
The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.
James Russell Lowell
More than kisses letters mingle souls.
John Donne
Please do not ever think I am without you or you are without me, I live with you all the time.
Santosh Kalwar
The emotion of art is impersonal. And the poet cannot reach this impersonality without surrendering himself wholly to the work to be done. And he is not likely to know what is to be done unless he lives in what is not merely the present, but the present moment of the past, unless he is conscious, not of what is dead, but of what is already living.
T.S Eliot
I looked hard out the window and understood suddenly that what I saw was full of color. A watercolor wash of summer light lay on the Catalina Mountains. The end of a depression is that clear: it’s as if you have been living underwater, but never realized it until you came up for air.
Barbara Kingsolver
The royal throne of kings this scepter'd isle This earth of majesty this seat of Mars This other Eden demi-paradise This fortress built by nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war This happy breed of men this little world This precious stone set in the silver sea.
William Shakespeare