“And now we who are writing women and strange monsters Still search our hearts to find the difficult answers, Still hope that… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
In 1945, just at the end of World War II, the American poet Muriel Rukeyser wrote a remarkable book called The Life… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
Now more than ever, as the role of memory in our culture erodes at a faster pace than ever before, we need… — Joshua Foer Copy Share Image
The poem 'What Teachers Make' is not without its detractors. This one person wrote to me and said: 'Gee, Mr. Mali. You… — Taylor Mali Copy Share Image
“I want to run out of the world, not into a monastery—I still have my strength—but in order to find myself (that… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“In the streets, the children scream, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed,” he crooned, putting down the metal grill tongs to… — Alexandria Clarke Copy Share Image
“The Greek word epos means simply “word” or “story” or “song.” It is related to a verb meaning “to say” or “to… — Homer Copy Share Image
Literary fiction and poetry are real marginalized right now. There's a fallacy that some of my friends sometimes fall into, the ol'… — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image
Hindi film songs lack poetry, and even musically, they aren't appealing at times. Their lyrical qualities aren't strong. I sometimes feel that… — Kumar Sanu Copy Share Image
“ Gospel The new grass rising in the hills, the cows loitering in the morning chill, a dozen or more old browns… — Philip Levine Copy Share Image
Love, according to our contemporary poets, is a privilege which two beings confer upon one another, whereby they may mutually cause one… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“T]here arises an insight, which the poet must learn through other people. There is no insurmountable solitude. All paths lead to the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
When oxygen and sulphur dioxide are mixed in the presence of a filiament of platinum, they form sulphurous acid. This combination takes… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
“I [...] suggest considering Byron as a Scottish poet – I say ’Scottish’, not ’Scots’, since he wrote in English. The one… — T.S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Too many poets write poems which are only difficult on the surface, difficult because the dramatic situation is easily misunderstood. It's not… — Miller Williams Copy Share Image
“The poet Rumi saw clearly the relationship between our wounds and our awakening. He counseled, “Don’t turn away. Keep your gaze on… — Tara Brach Copy Share Image
“I don’t exist metal pressed to pages spilling blood, ink in vein each thought rages Sunlight shooting through a forest of pines… — Abby Musgrove Copy Share Image
No matter how much we learn, there is always more knowledge to be gained. In this connection I am reminded of a… — A. Ray Olpin Copy Share Image
The reason why we do maths is because it's like poetry. It's about patterns, and that really turned me on. It made… — Marcus du Sautoy Copy Share Image
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds; his auditors are… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I started moving away from poets like Wallace Stevens and Hart Crane and started reading poets like, again, Karl Shapiro, Howard Nemerov,… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
“Now, standing here, it is clear as day: more than anything else, you want to find words for what you feel and… — Bilal Tanweer Copy Share Image
If I have some extra words and I'm trying to make it fit into that shape, then I just sort of take… — Helen Frost Copy Share Image
“Always learn poems by heart,' she said. 'They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they'll… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
What I love about drafts is the experimental nature of them. The draft is what you know about writing a poem running… — Cornelius Eady Copy Share Image
“ I was born, slipping on a symphony of broken melancholy; created of pencils and crayons; i was not supposed to be… — Emily Sturgill Copy Share Image
“When you begin to see the Power of Loving your Mind, Body and Soul You will build up the Courage to say… — Rhys Blanco Copy Share Image
“ladies & gentlemen," the Professor began, "the Other Professor is so kind as to recite a Poem. The title of it is… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Familiarity with any great thing removes our awe of it. The great general is only terrible to the enemy; the great poet… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
If I'm walking along the street, ideas come. Ideas about things that I'm interested in. I've jotted them down in the past… — Stephen Hough Copy Share Image
No poet is required to write in stanzas, or indeed in regular forms at all. Coleridge's 'Dejection: An Ode' has a rhyme… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
“For as long as there are poets, playwrights and men with hearts to break, tales will be told of the princess who… — Andrew Morton Copy Share Image
About three years ago, I started an exercise in openness and inclusiveness to create new digital tools for magic - tools that… — Marco Tempest Copy Share Image
“He has forgotten how to hope. This hell of the present is his Kingdom at last. All problems recover their sharp edge.… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
French is not a language that lends itself naturally to the opaque and ponderous idiom of nature-philosophy, and Teilhard has according resorted… — Peter Medawar Copy Share Image
“I am sorry my words sometimes frighten the fireflies from your dreams, I am sorry that battalions of doubt have pitched camp… — Richard Jackson Copy Share Image
“Paradise Lost is a poem. The old, blind bastard’s trying to sing to you. Listen, as the Isley Brothers say, to the… — John Edgar Wideman Copy Share Image
“My face in thine eye, thine in mine appeares, And true plaine hearts doe in the faces rest, Where can we finde… — John Donne Copy Share Image
“In math, the backwards E, ∃, means there exists. ∈ means part of a set. A line through that ∉ means excluded… — Katrina Vandenberg Copy Share Image
There are three things, after all, that a poem must reach: the eye, the ear, and what we may call the heart… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image