“An as-yet-unpublished poet in Boulder, Colorado, once said to me that anything worth doing was worth doing badly. I may seem, in… — Joanna Russ Copy Share Image
Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we feel alone? Why are we sad and confused? Why do we… — Benjamin Alire Saenz Copy Share Image
“First Snow The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence… — mary oliver Copy Share Image
The President [Barack Obama] is very focused on [healthcare]. He, of course, is also writing this speech at high speed. And right… — Ron Suskind Copy Share Image
“ I know the place I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
Short fiction is the medium I love the most, because it requires that I bring everything I've learned about poetry - the… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“His pen spoke more to her than he ever did”. In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken.” — Nishikant Copy Share Image
A poet who makes use of a worse word instead of a better, because the former fits the rhyme or the measure,… — Horace Walpole Copy Share Image
“Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra trafitto da un raggio di sole: ed e subito sera. (Everyone stands along on the… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
“No! I don’t love you! I just like you, a little. Your lips are sweet, and your eyes are precious to me.… — Zorica Savron Copy Share Image
What inspired me as a child is the same thing that inspires me now: being nice. I always try to one up… — Joell Ortiz 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
“To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else… — E.E. Cummings Copy Share Image
Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“If you are a poet, you will clearly see a cloud floating on this sheet of paper. Thich Nhat Hanh” — Thich Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Indignation leads to the making of poetry. [Lat., Facit indignatio versum.] — Juvenal Copy Share Image
“Entropy The Disintegrating Integration of Cheez-Whiz Squirts Insipid Inspiration Quoth the Oblong Eclipse of Nether-Knowledge Never Knowing Decaying Matter in a Decaying… — Ubiquitous Bubba Copy Share Image
Galatians Chapter 5 Verse 22 But faithfulness fruit goodness is joy kindness love of patience peace Spirit the — Bless Highlyfavor Copy Share Image
The inmost spirit of poetry, in other words, is at bottom, in every recorded case, the voice of pain – and the… — Ted Hughes Copy Share Image
The beauty, the poetry of the fear in their eyes. I didn't mind going to jail for, what, five, six hours? It… — Johnny Depp Copy Share Image
“The limits of variation are really much wider than any one would imagine from the sameness of women's coiffure and the favourite… — George Eliot Copy Share Image