Poetry, for example, goes so deeply into the space between corporeal affect and deep emotion (even primal in some cases) that, as… — Lidia Yuknavitch Copy Share Image
“There are good ships and there are wood ships, the ships that sail the sea. But the best ships are friendships, and… — Revell Copy Share Image
We all need to learn a new language for love - a language that speaks not in socks, pancakes, and paychecks, but… — Barbara Sher Copy Share Image
As an actor, there is room for a certain amount of creativity, but you're always ultimately going to be saying somebody else's… — Daniel Radcliffe Copy Share Image
Imagination, which is the Eldorado of the poet and of the novel-writer, often proves the most pernicious gift to the individuals who… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I fell into a restless sleep in which my dreams carried me away over misty valleys and moonlit woodlands toward a fairy… — Hazel Gaynor Copy Share Image
The rhythmic pattern of the poem, which forces continuity of attention - incites a pleasurable compulsion to 'follow' - is either a… — Laura Riding Copy Share Image
The sentences I write have their roots in song and poetry, and take their bearings from music and painting, as much as… — Colm Toibin Copy Share Image
“Already the people murmur that I am your enemy because they say that in verse I give the world your me. They… — Julia de Burgos Jack Agüero Translator Copy Share Image
“Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I too can see the… — Richard Feynman Copy Share Image
“But all over-expression, whether by journalists, poets, novelists, or clergymen, is bad for the language, bad for the mind; and by over-expression,… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Loneliness is necessary for pure poetry. When someone intrudes into the poet's life (and any sudden personal contact, whether in the bed… — Jack Spicer Copy Share Image
“We have the same symptoms as tuberculosis, especially in the eyes of the Romantic Poets. Pale, tired, coughing up blood.” “That’s romantic?”… — Alyxandra Harvey Copy Share Image
“It was a witty fiction of the poets, that when Mercury had cast Argus into a sleep and with an enchanted wand… — Thomas Watson Copy Share Image
“It’s 11 am and I’m sitting in a restaurant 3 beers in. Believe me, even I’m surprised I’m still alive sometimes. I… — Clementine von Radics Copy Share Image
I am obnoxious to each carping tongue/ Who says my hand a needle better fits./ A poet's pen all scorn I should… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
The first song I wrote was called "You" and it was a love song about somebody who didn't even exist. I remember… — Courtney Barnett Copy Share Image
“Aeneas' mother is a star?" "No; a goddess." I said cautiously, "Venus is the power that we invoke in spring, in the… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
I think some period drama can be quite alienating, but 'Downton' isn't. This is going to sound quite, um, pretentious, but someone… — Michelle Dockery Copy Share Image
“To him, she was like a flower that bloomed in the snow. Thriving under conditions in which nothing could grow. To some,… — A.Y. Greyson Copy Share Image
“(I know, it's a poem but oh well). Why! who makes much of a miracle? As to me, I know of nothing… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,… — Aidan Chambers Copy Share Image
“Live or die, but don't poison everything... Well, death's been here for a long time -- it has a hell of a… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
A poet is not somebody who has great thoughts. That is the menial duty of the philosopher. A poet is somebody who… — Mark Forsyth Copy Share Image
“the best part was pulling down the shades stuffing the doorbell with rags putting the phone in the refrigerator and going to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“She doesn’t burn bridges, she covers them in gypsy flowers and feather kisses, then strolls along her merry way. Too heavy to… — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“I build what I wish to have in the mind of brilliance. It's a determination of conscious thought. If it's riches I… — Jose R. Coronado Copy Share Image
“He says, "Keats for my Keats. Look inside." I gently open the cover. Inside, written in pencil,is an old inscription. 1903, To… — Jillian Dodd Copy Share Image
“At once a voice arose among The bleak twigs overhead In a full-hearted evensong Of joy illimited; An aged thrush, frail, gaunt,… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
The reason people get afraid of writing real, honest journalism and fiction, and the reason corrupted people and demagogues are afraid of… — Nathan Englander Copy Share Image
“Sam was saying it didn’t matter, but it kind of did, too. “Save your kraut poetry for Grace,” I said, after a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Sunflower poised against the sunset, crackly bleak and dusty with the smut and smog and smoke of olden locomotives in its eye—… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“One must be for ever drunken: that is the sole question of importance. If you would not feel the horrible burden of… — Chalres Santore Copy Share Image
“Our contempt for any particular poem must be perfect, be total, because only a ruthless reading that allows us to measure the… — Ben Lerner Copy Share Image
“The pastoral task with words is not communication but communion - the healing and restoration and creation of love relationships between God… — Eugene H. Peterson Copy Share Image
“The Wisdom of Solomon (Carl) They censor words not the things they denote: It would create less of a stir to drop… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
In her verse, she says: 'It's me and Karol G, and we let the rats talk.' I died, I revived, I died… — Karol G Copy Share Image
“I once told a very serious writer/poet I knew about how obsessed I was with various women’s lives. I think I was… — Kate Zambreno Copy Share Image
To be an Irish poet after that 19th century in which there was such a struggle toward the light, I think still… — Eavan Boland Copy Share Image
I live in Harlem, New York City. I am unmarried. I like 'Tristan,' goat's milk, short novels, lyric poems, heat, simple folk,… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
