if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
“My mother's death changed the alchemy of food. Holidays run together now like ungrooved rivers. I forget what they are for. I… — Florence Weinberger Copy Share Image
“Like a forest thriving and throbbing with vitality I absorb all energy, I accept all energy descending from the sky and arising… — Rhys Blanco Copy Share Image
No one can threaten poetry. It's always been there, always will be. Humans need it to live: it has sustaining powers. How… — Gregory Orr Copy Share Image
A forest," William said, his expression distant. "Where the ground is dry soil and stone. Where tall trees grow and centuries of… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Whether you like modern incarnations of what country radio hits are, or you like what I'm doing, or you like something really… — Chris Stapleton Copy Share Image
No poem in the world could do my mom justice. Despite circumstance and adversity, she had an unwavering love for her kids… — Ed Schultz Copy Share Image
“Reading does not occupy me enough: the only relief I find springs from the composition of poetry, which necessitates contemplations that lift… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“So things remained until one day, many years later, I happened upon a line in a poem by Heine: “Death is the… — Yu Hua Copy Share Image
With a poetry book I can send 100 copies out to reviewers and other people, and even do it in advance and… — Felix Dennis Copy Share Image
“Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree; And only God who makes the tree Also… — Yip Harburg Copy Share Image
Before I was rapping, I did poetry. I went to a performing art school, and I won an award for the talent… — Doechii Copy Share Image
“All she captures is a moment and what she calls it is a memory, Sometimes, it is assumptions that we use; all… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
To different minds, poetry may present different phases. To me, the reverent faith of the people I lived among, and their faithful… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
Our poets do not write about it; our artists do not try to portray this remarkable thing. I don't know why. Is… — Richard P. Feynman Copy Share Image
In this respect a program is like a poem: you cannot write a poem without writing it. Yet people talk about programming… — Edsger Dijkstra Copy Share Image
I've always believed that poetry must speak of realities as least as complicated as those spoken of in prose. I've read books… — Lawrence Joseph Copy Share Image
Even the good artisans fell into the same error as the poets; because they were good workmen they thought that they also… — Plato Copy Share Image
“She was an extravagantly slender girl. Her ribs showed. The conspicuous knobs of her hipbones framed a hollowed abdomen, so flat as… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
The poems ... are moments when I had the intensity to see, and the energy to build, some careful analog that completed… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
It's often said that elephants are the most human of animals - there's something comical about their acquiescence, and tragic also. The… — Dan Chiasson Copy Share Image
Through books you will meet poets and novelists whose creations will fire your imagination. You will meet the great thinkers who will… — Neil Armstrong Copy Share Image
I wanted to write the kind of poetry that people read and remembered, that they lived by - the kinds of lines… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
Make a mistake in the interpretation of one of Shakespeare’s plays, falsely scan a piece of Spenserian verse, and there is unlikely… — D. A. Carson Copy Share Image
“A poetess is not as selfish as you assume. After months of agonising over her marriage of words—the bride— and spaces—the groom,… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I have a vast 'bone pile' of stillborn or abandoned poems along with jottings and wisps from the great beyond that I… — Maxine Kumin Copy Share Image
“Tieken has suggested, on the basis of the problems we have outlined, that all the Sangam poems in the major anthologies were… — David Dean Shulman Copy Share Image
Every Christmas Eve, we used to listen to evensong live from King's College chapel in Cambridge, and I'm almost ashamed to admit… — Rebecca Front Copy Share Image
If you take text and image and you put them together, the multiple readings that are possible in either poetry or in… — Richard Hell Copy Share Image
God knows; I won't be an Oxford don anyhow. I'll be a poet, a writer, a dramatist. Somehow or other I'll be… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“The idea of Sufism as a vaguely deist, New-Age-style philosophy with lots of poetry, alcohol and soft drugs is also immensely appealing… — Anatol Lieven Copy Share Image
There is an idealism associated with poetry I would not dispel but question. It doesn't change anything except within. It shifts your… — C.D. Wright Copy Share Image
“ Apology I didn't mean to say so much to you. I should have thought to let the evening end by looking… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
If you agree with me that a poem can be as bountiful as a rich Victorian narrative, and as wise... then you'll… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“Brisbane is so sleepy, so slatternly, so sprawlingly unlovely… It is simply the most ordinary place in the world…It was so shabby… — David Malouf Copy Share Image
Each poet probably has his or her own cupboard of magnets. For some, it is cars; for others, works of art, or… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
I didn't read poetry seriously until college, when I really began to devour it in a very intense way. I also discovered… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
In the Middle Ages, the troubadour poets invented the concept of courtly love--a fantasy love, a noble passion, which was also extra-marital… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
“in the poetry that opens his book the Preacher is not commenting on what life is like without Christ. He is not… — David Gibson Copy Share Image
“That man who does not believe that each day contains an earlier, more sacred, and auroral hour than he has yet profaned,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
