Elegy of the Death of a Mad Dog The dog, to gain some praivate ends, Went mad and bit the man. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
“There was no energy of a narrative in my family, not even the fervour of an elegy.” — Anne Michaels Copy Share Image
“How the time passed away, slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Part of elegy is confrontation - not just with the idea of death, but with the person who has died. — Allison Joseph Copy Share Image
Travel is a caprice in childhood, a passion in youth, a necessity in manhood, and an elegy in old age. — Jose Rizal Copy Share Image
The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Sooner or later, all the peoples of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
It seems to me that, with but slight reserve and modification, we may apply to our departed friend his own pathetic and… — Samuel Laman Blanchard Copy Share Image
Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis' by JD Vance made me entirely rethink U.S. republicanism, Donald Trump… — David Lammy Copy Share Image
ELEGY, n. A composition in verse, in which, without employing any of the methods of humor, the writer aims to produce in… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“Each loved one went silently down; bubbles bursting leaving behind images they held to stick on the glass of memory.” — Dr. Prathap Kamath Elegy Copy Share Image
My images are unashamedly idyllic and romantic, a kind of enchanted Africa. They're my elegy to a world that is steadily, tragically… — Nick Brandt Copy Share Image
Be With Me In The Phases Of My Work Because My Brain Feels Like It Has Been Whipped And I Yearn To… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
I can’t talk about my books. I have written them and tried to forget them. I have written once, and readers have… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Yet… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
We should write an elegy for every day that has slipped through our lives unnoticed and unappreciated. Better still, we should write… — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“I had no business trying to see you leave, see death arrive, I owe you an apology, an elegy, I owe you… — Bob Hicok Copy Share Image
Wheresoe'er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new: Endless labor all along, Endless labor to be wrong: Phrase that… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
I want my images to achieve two things in this regard - to be an elegy to a world that is tragically… — Nick Brandt Copy Share Image
“We pass and leave you lying. No need for rhetoric, for funeral music, for melancholy bugle-calls. No need for tears now, no… — Richard Aldington Copy Share Image
“Lovers were not, Marina, are not permitted to know destruction so deeply. Must be as if they were new. Only their grave… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awaken’d from the dream of life; ’Tis we, who lost… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Writing is alchemy. Dross becomes gold. Experience is transformed. Pain is changed. Suffering may become song. The ordinary or horrible is pushed… — Andrea Dworkin Copy Share Image
“Elegy for Smoking" It’s not the drug I miss but all those minutes we used to steal outside the library, under restaurant… — Patrick Phillips Copy Share Image
“The Inevitable Tide by Stewart Stafford The inevitable tide comes, To claim every one of us, Whether sufficient breath of life, Is… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
The nobility of Teresa Leo's poems is that they are not disposed to hide from the dark-rather, they display a mind that… — Tony Hoagland Copy Share Image
“Elegy on Toy Piano" For Kenneth Koch You don't need a pony to connect you to the unseeable or an airplane to… — Dean Young Copy Share Image
Tinted Distances is a tender meditation that reveals a careful eye and steady devotion to elegy and ode. — Dorianne Laux Copy Share Image
There's something really unnatural about losing a child, and there's something unnatural about having to write an elegy for your child, but… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
