“There are some griefs so loud They could bring down the sky, And there are griefs so still None knows how deep… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We… — T.S. Eliot Copy Share Image
To be wild is not to be crazy or psychotic. True wildness is a love of nature, a delight in silence, a… — Robert Bly Copy Share Image
“In the place of the bells, where battle is waged, The reeds all lie broken in Chalco today. Dust yellows the air,… — David Bowles Copy Share Image
“I fell in love with the young assistant professor who took me through my first poetry course. Really in love--that is, enough… — Agnes De Mille Copy Share Image
I'm of the opinion that poetry is always political, and cannot help but be so, regardless of the poet's intent, given that… — Andre Naffis-Sahely Copy Share Image
“Longing is like the seed That wrestles in the ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. The hour… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I say I think my poems now are finer than anything I've ever done; I only hope that is the judgement of… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
A friend is someone we turn to when our spirit needs a lift. A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Embellish the soul with simplicity, with prudence, and everything which is neither virtuous nor vicious. Love all men. Walk according to God;… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
But every great scripture, whether Hebrew, Indian, Persian, or Chinese, apart from its religious value will be found to have some rare… — Lafcadio Hearn Copy Share Image
“Two things consistently bring me pleasure: hot sweet tea and writing. Which is not to say that either are particularly good for… — Ariel Gordon Copy Share Image
I think the music reflects the state that the society is in. It doesn't suggest the state. I think the poets and… — John Lennon Copy Share Image
“ I wish I were a poet. I've never confessed that to anyone, and I'm confessing it to you, because you've given… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
“Entertaining Possibilities "Why sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast." - The Queen of Hearts, Alice in Wonderland… — Nancy Boutilier Copy Share Image
Ovid lies here, the poet, skilled in love's gentle sport; By his own talents he worked his undoing. Oh, you who pass… — Ovid Copy Share Image
“A poem by Margot Bickel A little peace within the last hours of the almost bygone day a little silence between the… — Margot Bickel Copy Share Image
Anyway I read more contemporary poetry than contemporary fiction so my mind goes first to a kind of crass "conceptualism" that repeats… — Ben Lerner Copy Share Image
That perhaps is your task--to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Men are what their mothers made them. You may as well ask a loom which weaves huckabuck why it does not make… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Language is fossil poetry. As the limestone of the continent consists of infinite masses of the shells of animalcules, so language is… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I do not like poems that resemble hay compressed into a geometrically perfect cube. I like it when the hay, unkempt, uncombed,… — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
Ah men, why do you want all this attention? I can write poems for myself, make love to a doorknob if absolutely… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The most common mistake students of literature make is to go straight for what the poem or novel says, setting aside the… — Terry Eagleton Copy Share Image
This was held off for so long...some said it was so wrong Haters don't want it 2 go on...but they can't stop… — 2uece 2ble Up Copy Share Image
If you want to really hurt you parents, and you don't have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
I always liked to write and had fun writing, but I didn't have any pretensions about being a writer. I liked to… — John Edgar Wideman Copy Share Image
There were moments of despondency when Shakespeare thought himself no poet, and Raphael no painter; when the greatest wits have doubted the… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
“The silence. End of all poetry, all romances. Earlier, frightened, you began to have some intimation of it: so many pages had… — Sofia Samatar Copy Share Image
Poetry is often very critical of the culture from which it emerges. Quite often literary critics of a nationalist bent talk up… — Edna Longley Copy Share Image
“The Universal Turtle Verse I spend the day nibbling rent-free Underneath the Giving Tree. Me, Rirty Dat and Snerry Jake Show Runny… — J. Patrick Lewis Copy Share Image
“Still perfect,” he said. “Read to me.” “This isn’t really a poem to read aloud when you are sitting next to your… — John Green Copy Share Image
Being gay facilitated my capacity for shame. As a child, I carried around this thing that gradually became this big dark secret.… — Derren Brown Copy Share Image
I'm a regular person. I'm a regular guy. As a kid, I played games. As a kid, I liked poetry. As a… — Myles Garrett Copy Share Image
“Yet nothing can be more certain than this: what makes a poet a poet is the fact that he sees himself surrounded… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
When I was about twenty-one, I published a few poems. Maybe I wrote a couple of stories before, but I really began… — Grace Paley Copy Share Image
I sing in languages that I speak. So when I'm singing a Schubert song, I know precisely what every word means and,… — Jessye Norman Copy Share Image
Poetry itself is music. I'm just lucky that I can convert it into music. William Blake is my favorite poet of all… — Benjamin Clementine Copy Share Image
I wanted a perfect ending, now i've learned the hard way, that some poems dont rhyme, and some stories dont have a… — Ana Copy Share Image
The charms of money are distinctly under-represented in literature. There are no songs or poems extolling its virtues. This seems on the… — Celia Green Copy Share Image