To me, writing is a matter of voice. I think like that. The expression I sometimes use to myself is 'actual song.'… — Robert Pinsky Copy Share Image
“ O Deus Ego Amo Te Oh God, I love Thee mightily, Not only for Thy saving me, Nor yet because who… — Robert Hugh Benson Copy Share Image
“I hide myself behind, a cloud of smoke; the smoke screen varies, dependent on the variable. The variable consists of: stress, anguish,… — Emily Sturgill Copy Share Image
Well it is certainly the case that the poems - which were in fact published during Shakespeare's lifetime - are weird if… — Stephen Greenblatt Copy Share Image
I write almost everything, actually. Songs, poems, stories. And stories out of every genre, too. — Jackie Evancho Copy Share Image
“One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all...but… — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“STAY AN ORIGINAL WORK OF ART In this short lifetime, Why not be -- True to your own voice, Your own story,… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
“Asthmatic spewer of filth gasps, but clean air does not suffice To fuel fires fueled by thoughts got rotten Lest we all… — Neil Leckman Copy Share Image
“Listen. Do you see that you can’t hear snowfall? Look. Do you sense that you can’t see love? Touch. Do you grasp… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
Billy Collins writes lovely poems. Limpid, gently and consistently startling, more serious than they seem, they describe all the worlds that are… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“Poetry is one of my guilty pleasures and I want to thank you poets for providing me with beautiful words that I… — Nina Jean Slack Copy Share Image
“There’s too much risk in loving,’ the young boy said, ‘no,’ said the old man, ‘there’s too much risk in not.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
My mother is not a woman of ordinary culture. She knows literature and speaks Spanish better than I do. She even corrected… — Jose Rizal Copy Share Image
“I left the bank because they wouldn’t deposit my cheque of poems. So I went to the store, but they didn’t accept… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe, designing futures where nothing will occur: cross the gypsy’s palm and yawning she will still… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Two seeds destined to grow in concert, planted together in the field of love.’” She took in a lungful of air and… — Christina Lee Copy Share Image
“There's something about her. It's not her smile or grace, It's not her beauty or race, It's not her scent or warm… — J.A. ANUM Copy Share Image
“I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Then you are a poet?' she asked, fingering the flyer in her pocket. 'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I… — Karen Tei Yamashita Copy Share Image
“And now, for something completely the same: Wasted time and wasted breath, 's what I'll make, until my death. Helping people 'd… — Will Advise Copy Share Image
Smile it takes every little wrinkle away. Smile as if you are all good to go. Smile as if you did not… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I kept loving and loving and loving. Every waking hour, I marveled on how these moments would make made me feel. I… — robert m drake Copy Share Image
