Quotes by Poets - Page 47

It is in the nature of man to want what he does not have. This modern concern for happiness seems a real testimony of its absence.
Criss Jami
One hour devoted to mourning and lamenting theStolen equality of the weak is nobler than aCentury filled with greed and usurpation.
Kahlil Gibran
You're my love, you're my lighthouse; and the sea is rough and in the dark days.
Kristian Goldmund Aumann
I live to inspire, not start the fire.
Jonathan Anthony Burkett
We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives?
Kamand Kojouri
The more we surrender to what cannot be, the better we control what can be.
Kamand Kojouri
May God us keepFrom Single vision and Newton's sleep.
William Blake
But the rare herb, Forgetfulness, / It hides away from me.
Jeanne Robert Foster
Art thou lonely O my brother? Share thy little with another! Stretch a hand to one unfriended And thy loneliness is ended.
John Oxenham
Wine gives one 'ideas,' whereas champagne gives one 'strategies.
Roman Payne
So, we skipped Annabel, and discussed condoms. I said I liked the orange ones, and we ended our talk in laughter.
Steven Herrick
Face it; life's gonna chew you up and spit you out. If you're lucky you'll get stuck to the bottom of someone's shoe and be carried far, far away from it all.
Richelle E. Goodrich
The shovel worked in and out of the light beams as the dirt hit him in the stomach, on his back, fell into his ears, his eyes, as I covered him along with the things that had made him: his walks, his rest, his eating when hungry, the stars he watched sometimes, the first day I brought him home, the first time he saw snow, and every second of his friendship, what he took with him into silence and stillness ...
Gerard Donovan
How freeing of a thought: instead of worrying about leaving a legacy, to leave no trace of one's existence. How liberating indeed!
Kamand Kojouri
...a butterfly is like the soul of a person, it dries out in captivity.
Marlene Van Niekerk
Without an ever-present sense of death life is insipid.
Muriel Spark
WoyzeckUs poor people. Yes, money, money. You see, Captain, if you have no money. Try raising someone like me in this world on morals alone. Man is also flesh and blood.
Georg Büchner
Where there are humans, You'll find flies,And Buddhas.
Kobayashi Issa
Honey, no offense, but sometimes I think I could shoot you and watch you kick.
Raymond Carver
I talk about writing and write so much because aside from music, it’s the only thing giving me peace and reason and purpose. Everyone is looking for answers but I don’t have them and I’m not the answer, but I feel like if I could see the face of God, I’d be better, healed—absolved. I feel like a bastard and like I’m pushing a Ponzi scheme every time someone comes to me for guidance and I push them to the “right” path when I’m just as lost as they are. And it makes me feel like shit every time someone wants to look up to me, or when people call me strong or brave or amazing or want to tell me how “great” I am. And then, the next moment, I’m fine, until the next tide of emotion comes again. I’m just a person who’s had a lot of time to think—a flawed and fucked-up person.
Phil Volatile
In the faces of men and women I see God and in my own face in the glass I find letters from God dropt in the street and every one is signed by God's name and I leave them where they are for I know that wheresoever I go others will punctually come for ever and ever.
Walt Whitman
Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….
Sappho
Your Mercy is my social status.
Guru Nanak
A book of verses underneath the boughA flask of wine, a loaf of bread and thouBeside me singing in the wildernessAnd wilderness is paradise now.
Omar Khayyám
There are poets,there are philosophers, there are spiritualists and me. I try to foot the bill of these mighty three.
Stanley Victor Paskavich
The bag I wanted was beyond reason - something to hold my poems, twice as big as the universe and it must be androgynous.
Eileen Myles
If God were good, why would he create Rush Limbaugh?
Sherman Alexie
To know a man properly, you must know the shape of his hurt - the specific wound around which his person has been formed like a scab.
Kei Miller
The word of sin is Restriction. O man! refuse not thy wife, if she will! O lover, if thou wilt, depart! There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. Accursed! Accursed be it to the aeons! Hell.
Aleister Crowley
In all change well looked into the germinal good out-vails the apparent ill.
Francis Thompson
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Mentre che la speranza ha fior del verde
Dante Alighieri
I looked up from my writing, And gave a start to see,As if rapt in my inditing, The moon's full gaze on me.
Thomas Hardy
It is better to do the most trifling thing in the world than to regard half an hour as trifle.
Johann von Goethe
Go find yourself first so you can also find me.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The problem is not that I don't love my mother and father. The problem is that I don't know how to love them.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
All kinds of beauty do not inspire love; there is a kind which only pleases the sight, but does not captivate the affections.
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
…So when the last and dreadful hourThis crumbling pageant shall devour,The trumpet shall be heard on high,The dead shall live, the living die,And Music shall untune the sky
John Dryden
We think there's a reason for everything, as if life was supposed to make sense. It's not exactly math. People aren't numbers. Everybody knows life doesn't make any sense at all, so we just better deal with the whole mess. Have a beer. Have a cup of coffee. Have a piece of cake. Go out to a movie. Enjoy the Popcorn.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
How wild it was, to let it be.
T.S Eliot
TreeIt is foolishto let a young redwoodgrow next to a house.Even in this one lifetime,you will have to choose.That great calm being,this clutter of soup pots and books--Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.
Jane Hirshfield
Certainly not the way someone will have told you the same thing yesterday, made you feel alternately - simultaneously - angry and guilty, guilty because complicit because flattered, therefore unfairly angry.
Jennifer Clarvoe
We are soon approaching a refined holiday, "Merry Mas," where Christ will be taken out of its context.
Anthony Liccione
You go to a great school not so much for knowledge as for arts and habits; for the habit of attention, for the art of expression, for the art of assuming, at a moment’s notice, a new intellectual position, for the art of entering quickly into another person’s thoughts, for the habit of submitting to censure and refutation, for the art of indicating assent or dissent in graduated terms… And above all, you go to a great school for self-knowledge.
William Cory
One writes because one has been touched by the yearning for and the despair of ever touching the Other.
Charles Simic
Come, let me know whether thou art acreature of good or not.' And he replied: `I am a man.
Chrétien de Troyes
Labour is blossoming or dancing whereThe body is not bruised to pleasure soul.
W.B. Yeats
good weatheris likegood women—it doesn’t always happenand when it doesit doesn’talways last.
Charles Bukowski
How much have we not seen or felt or heard because there was no word for it -- at least no word we knew? We speak to navigate ourselves away from dark corners and we become, each one of us, cartographers.
Kei Miller
There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath...
Herman Melville
During those years he met his seminars,went & lectured & read, talked with human beings,paid insurance & taxes;but his mind was not on it. his mind was elsewheresin an area where the soul not talks but sings& where foes are attacked with axes.
John Berryman
I think of these desert years of mine, not of my choosing. Maybe if it were all smooth and comfortable, if my pride and professionalism were defining life for me, God's steel-quiet, penetrating word would have been lost in the babble and sheen of success.
Luci Shaw
Never cry because you have mountains of problem in your hands to solve. Always smile because each problems will someday resolve.
Santosh Kalwar
Being Necessary is food no less than cabbages and strawberry pies.
Catherynne M. Valente
At the end of every light, is a tunnel of darkness.
Anthony Liccione
The ones who constantly make us laugh are the hardest of friends to know - for comedians are the caricatures among us.
Criss Jami
Thieves are not so bad, and killing wears all possible costumes. There is no death, no murder that is better than any other. If you can kill me, the manner hardly bears consideration. You want to kill your own father, and you think it will make your sleep easier for the next seventy years if you can say you did it honorably. But your honor is blackened by patricide, and no amount of high-sounding formalities will make it white again.
Catherynne M. Valente
What does it mean to be an 'open source' society? What does one mean when one says one has an 'open mind'? Open source means that its a society everybody can work on improving. It has a synergy that allows the best minds to float on top, since there is no entropical hierarchy of mediocrity - once everything stays fluid there is the odd chance for genius elements to actually lead. Such is the case now in Turkey. The protesters are a fluid synergy that have no entropical leadership, and thus the most brilliant PR moves are made by the resistance, who are opposed by the worst sort of mediocrity that is totally at odds with reality. An 'open mind' follows a similar process, but in this case the entropy hides in the hierarchy of ideas that is implanted in the brain: once a person follows mediocre ideas - such as the 'idea' that 'marriage is the meaning of life' or 'having a job is the purpose of existence' etc - then the phenomenon of the 'open mind' becomes already impossible, for there is an internal hierarchy of entropy present that will prevent any sort of original impulse to have the meaning it truly has. Hence, the only way to escape the mediocrity of ones own mind is to allow anything to build and revise it.
Martijn Benders
Fifty grand for a paper bucket? Well it was all about context, you see.
Paul Christensen
I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.
Antonio Machado