A true sonnet goes eight lines and then takes a turn for better or worse and goes six or eight lines more. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“when you go to bed, don't leave bread or milk on the table: it attracts the dead. [sonnet 6]” — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“A Sonnet is a moment's monument,— Memorial from the Soul's eternity To one dead deathless hour.” — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
O friendship, I too will press flowers between the pages of Shakespeare's sonnets! — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The sonnet, a lyrical poem, the beauty and magic... convey with our hearts the truth of the universe in a single moment… — R.M. Engelhardt Copy Share Image
I thought I'd begin by reading a sonnet by Shakespeare, but then I thought, why should I? He never reads any of… — Spike Milligan Copy Share Image
“I have three phobias which, could I mute them,would make my life as slick as a sonnet,but dull as ditch water:I hate… — Tallulah Bankhead Copy Share Image
There is no objection to the proposal: in order to learn to be a poet, I shall try to write a sonnet.… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
Therefore we value the poet. All the argument and all the wisdom is not in the encyclopedia, or the treatise on metaphysics,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Even now, Dickon was upstairs, writing sonnets to his new love, while back at Seadown House, Marianne was writing 'Ella' on scraps… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Shall I compare thee to a summer day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate... When in eternal lines to time thou… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The idea that a student can write a sonnet or a novel without having a sound understanding about its history, and where… — Nicholas Royle Copy Share Image
If you have so earth-creeping a mind that it cannot lift itself up to look to the sky of poetry... thus much… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Ah, Evelyn and Vivian, I love you both, I love you for your sad lives, the empty misery of your coming home… — John Fante Copy Share Image
“Be The Change, Not The Caption (Sonnet) Do good, don't delegate. Go vital, not viral. Dare the deed, not drama. Be the… — Abhijit Naskar Copy Share Image
Often you've read another poem that you think is so beautiful that you'd like to make something like that. And so you… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
“Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Requiescat Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“I knew your plan before you made it,” Eldora proclaimed, tossing her Wert from hand to hand… “You are somewhat of a… — Mary-Jean Harris Copy Share Image
If I asked you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally… — Robin Williams Copy Share Image
“Sonnet: Political Greatness Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame, Nor peace, nor strength, nor skill in arms or arts, Shepherd those herds… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Sonnet LXXXI And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream. Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Whoever you are, bear in mind that appearance is not reality. Some people act like extroverts, but the effort costs them energy,… — Susan Cain Copy Share Image
“I Am The Genre (Sonnet 2629) There is no time, only I am. There is no society, only I am. There is… — Abhijit Naskar Copy Share Image
“Disquite Sonnet I wish that I could find the words to tell You were it hurts; nothing breaking my skin Slices whispering… — Kathy Trithardt Copy Share Image
My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseththe disease; Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“My galley, charged with forgetfulness, Thorough sharp seas in winter nights doth pass 'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine enemy, alas,… — Thomas Wyatt Copy Share Image
I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if… — John Green Copy Share Image