When we want culture more than potatoes, and illumination more than sugar-plums, then the great resources of a world are taxed anddrawn… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“..the poem is made of sequences in which images, figures of speech and rhythm are undivided. One needs to enter this ‘undivision’",… — Michel Deguy Copy Share Image
We tend to be so bombarded with information, and we move so quickly, that there's a tendency to treat everything on the… — Rita Dove Copy Share Image
“Poetry Is a Destructive Force" That's what misery is, Nothing to have at heart. It is to have or nothing. It is… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“Love makes temporary saints and poets of us all. We feel the source of life welling up inside us and long to… — John Maxwell Taylor Copy Share Image
Indolence, of course, is an absolutely crucial part of the creative process: you do not find poets sitting in rows in cavernous… — Tom Hodgkinson Copy Share Image
San Francisco has long been a leader in the arts, nurturing generations of painters, sculptors, poets, novelists, playwrights, film-makers, and performing artists… — Gavin Newsom Copy Share Image
“Adversity forced awareness on us, and it works, it bites us when we go too near the fire, when we love too… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
Documentary is, therefore, an approach, which makes use of the artistic faculties to give vivification to fact - to use Walt Whitman's… — Beaumont Newhall Copy Share Image
“The young must grow old Whilst old ones grow older. And cowards will shrink As the bold grow bolder. Courage may blossom… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“There are faces which charge with a meaning and pathos not belonging to the single human soul that flutters beneath them, but… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Take a commonplace, clean it and polish it, light it so that it produces the same effect of youth and freshness and… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
“Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached… — Robert Hayden Copy Share Image
“Why has not England a great mythology? Our folklore has never advanced beyond daintiness, and the greater melodies about our country-side have… — E. M. Forster Copy Share Image
Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before… — Czeslaw Milosz Copy Share Image
I loved them all the way one loves at any age -- if it's real at all -- obsessively, painfully, with wild… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“They didn't have much trouble teaching the ape to write poems: first they strapped him into a chair, then tied the pencil… — James Tate Copy Share Image
In our time the blasphemies are threadbare. Pessimism is now patently, as it always was essentially, more commonplace than piety. Profanity is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Nor is it again that the novel has killed the play, as some critics would persuade us - the romantic movement of… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
My eyes, your dreams! My heart, your memories! Oh, what is there of mine? Everything is yours! My life is yours, my… — Glen Rambharack Copy Share Image
“Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to another. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Every other species of talent carries with it its eternity; we enjoy the work of the poet, the painter, the sculptor, only… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
“Many came but only two blue did appear. Enlaced in a sleigh, all happy the reindeer, Rolled in the snow that covered… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
When we were 15, my girlfriend Ruth Kaplan and I applied to the Universidad Ibero-Americana in Mexico City. We were accepted into… — Mary Doria Russell Copy Share Image
Language, the machine of the poet, is best fitted for his purpose in its rudest state. Nations, like individuals, first perceive, and… — Thomas B. Macaulay Copy Share Image
The mathematician's patterns, like the painter's or the poet's must be beautiful; the ideas, like the colours or the words must fit… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Defining moment in new telepathist's life, moment when intuitive individual learns most of society isn't telepathic, doesn't see auras,doesn't know what life… — Christina Westover Copy Share Image
“It was a mistake… I made a lot of them. When it came to me and you. I expected you to read… — Kasie West Copy Share Image
“The first discipline is the realization that there is a discipline—-that all art begins and ends with discipline, that any art is… — Archibald MacLeish Copy Share Image
“Janitorial" All morning he drifts the spacious lawns like a gleaner, picking up this and that, the summer clouds immense and building… — George Bilgere Copy Share Image
Somewhere back a whiskey or so ago I wrote that thinking was a real thing in the world, just like anything else.… — Matthew Zapruder Copy Share Image
I try not to think in terms of what poems or poets should do. Most of us appreciate a wide diversity in… — James Arthur Copy Share Image
Poets are being pursued by the philosophers today, out of the poverty of philosophy. God damn it, you might think a man… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A great biography should, like the close of a great drama, leave behind it a feeling of serenity. We collect into a… — Andre Maurois Copy Share Image
We have certain rules for traditional lyric poetry in Korea. I twist my body, confused by what to say and how to… — Kim Hyesoon Copy Share Image
I can't lie. Even if they think I'm wrong. Even if they don't understand. Even if they think I'm crazy. I'm me.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One of my earliest memories as a reader - I don't know how old I was, quite young - was a poem… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
People probably long for something genuinely personal in a society where the personal is often indistinguishable from the "personalized." Maybe the poetry… — Rae Armantrout Copy Share Image
The Storm The sky is crying Cold teardrops fall The sky might be trying To feed plants and animals and all Then… — Libby Hinrichs Copy Share Image
