The poet's other readers are the ancient poets, who look upon the freshly written pages from an incorruptible distance. Their poetic forms… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
“Whenever you're called on to make up your mind, and you're hampered by not having any, the best way to solve the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The reader reads aloud, with a sing-song up … then down … then down again cadence. My mood shifts from merely reluctant… — Gabrielle Hamilton Copy Share Image
There's this pet phrase about writing that is bandied around particularly in workshops about "finding your own voice as a poet", which… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
There are but three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the warrior and the poet. To know, to kill and to create.… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Mere poets are sottish as mere drunkards are, who live in a continual mist, without seeing or judging anything clearly. A man… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
The prose poem Walk The Red Road is great stuff and deserves to be read aloud. It compares quite favorably to The… — Brian Aldiss Copy Share Image
The novel is a formidable mass, and it is so amorphous - no mountain in it to climb, no Parnassus or Helicon,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's this pet phrase about writing that is bandied around particularly in workshops about "finding your own voice as a poet", which… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
Why is the feeling of insecurity so prevalent in this field? Because the actor is such a dependent person on other people.… — Akshaye Khanna Copy Share Image
For suppose that every tool we had could perform its task, either at our bidding or itself perceiving the need, and if-like… — Aristotle Copy Share Image
To a Mistress Dying Lover. YOUR beauty, ripe and calm and fresh As eastern summers are, Must now, forsaking time and flesh,… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write...I masturbrated...Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself… — Orhan Pamuk Copy Share Image
When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry. The poet, too, is not nearly so concerned with… — Niels Bohr Copy Share Image
[On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] ... for finish, and melody of versification, there is nothing approaching to Miss Barrett in this day, or… — Mary Russell Mitford Copy Share Image
I was a victim of a stereotype. There were only two of us Negro kids in the whole class, and our English… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
Everyone is born a poet - a person discovering the way words sound and work, caring and delighting in words. I just… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
Musings The little poets sing of little things: Hope, cheer, and faith, small queens and puppet kings; Lovers who kissed and then… — Robert E. Howard Copy Share Image
Poet, never chase the dream. Laugh yourself and turn away. Mask your hunger, let it seem Small matter if he come or… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
One of the appeals of William Carlos Williams to me is that he was many different kinds of poet. He tried out… — W. S. Di Piero Copy Share Image
The art of writing is mysterious; the opinions we hold are ephemeral , and I prefer the Platonic idea of the Muse… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
It will be hard James but you come from sturdy peasant stock men who picked cotton and dammed rivers and built railroads… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Poetry is not a silent art. The poem must perform, unaided, in its reader's head. Educated readers give themselves a good performance.… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
I consider books to be good for our health, and also our spirits, and they help us to become poets or scientists,… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
We are chained hand and foot by protocol, enslaved to a static, empty world where men and women can’t read, where the… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
I think right now is when we need to hear different voices coming out of all parts of the world. You can't… — Michael Franti Copy Share Image
My mother actually left American in 1929 to be part of an alternative community of bohemians around her then father-in-law who was… — Anne Waldman Copy Share Image
Well, you could almost say, I suppose, that the scientist seeks what is similar between any two days, or bluebirds, or glaciers.… — Terence McKenna Copy Share Image
“What the poet has to say to the torso of the supposed Apollo, however, is more than a note on an excursion… — Peter Sloterdijk Copy Share Image
There is no doubt that the loftiest written wisdom is either rhymed or in some way musically measured,--is, in form as well… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The poet, the painter, the sculptor, the musican, the architect, seek each to concentrate this radiance of the world on one point,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The modern poet has no essential alliance with regular schemes of any sorts.He reserves the right to adapt his rhythm to his… — Herbert Read Copy Share Image
Poetry is essentially the antithesis of Metaphysics: Metaphysics purge the mind of the senses and cultivate the disembodiment of the spiritual; Poetry… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Is it the lumberman, then, who is the friend and lover of the pine, stands nearest to it, and understands its nature… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
That is my essential reason for writing, not for fame, not to be celebrated after death, but to heighten and create life… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I would rather win souls than be the greatest king or emperor on earth; I would rather win souls than be the… — R. A. Torrey Copy Share Image
When I was young, I was so interested in baseball that my family was afraid I'd waste my life and be a… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
Tocqueville saw the brute repression of deviants as a necessity if men were to keep convincing themselves of their collective dignity through… — Richard Sennett Copy Share Image
The souls of people, on their way to Earth-life, pass through a room full of lights; each takes a taper - often… — Plato Copy Share Image