“The creative writer is compulsively concrete . . . . His fictional house should be haunted by ideas, not inhabited by them;… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“A Parting Guest What delightful hosts are they— Life and Love! Lingeringly I turn away, This late hour, yet glad enough They… — James Whitcomb Riley Copy Share Image
“SHUT UP," Carot Top say, the cocane now taking effect. "This isnt Poetry 101. People want to laugh. Your suposed to be… — Seinfeld 2000 Copy Share Image
When the modern movement began, starting perhaps with the paintings of Manet and the poetry of Baudelaire and Rimbaud, what distinguished the… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Anybody doesn't like these pitchers don't like potry, see? Anybody don't like potry go home see television shots of big hatted cowboys… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Watching and learning from the great Josette Bushell-Mingo, who was playing Cleopatra in Antony and Cleopatra at the time, and then to… — Gugu Mbatha-Raw Copy Share Image
“Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Sam Hamill is a writer unabashedly taking his place within the community of literature and the community of all sentient beings-his fidelity… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“[H]e was soon to be head clerk; it was time to settle down. So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Our mind is who we are; it’s where we feel and think and believe. It’s where we have love and hate and… — Rosamund Lupton Copy Share Image
So you have in Iraq some people falling prey to the system, some people managing to negotiate independence, and other people becoming… — Elliott Colla Copy Share Image
“For what was civilization but the intellect’s ascendancy out of the doldrums of necessity (shelter, sustenance and survival) into the ether of… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
For an American, there's no automatic place where people love the art of poetry. There's not a social class that considers poetry… — Robert Pinsky Copy Share Image
I love the working class, and everyone from it that I've met, and think they're incredible witty, inventive - there's a lot… — Martin Amis Copy Share Image
“In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barleycorn less, And the good or bad I say of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
women have always been poor, not for two hundred years merely, but from the beginning of time. ... Women, then, have not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It represents a Bible verse I wear on my shoe. Philippians 4:13. It says 'I can do all things through Christ who… — Stephen Curry Copy Share Image
You want a poem to unsettle something. There's a deep and interesting kind of troubling that poems do, which is to say,… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
I lost many literary battles the day I read 'Their Eyes Were Watching God.' I had to concede that occasionally aphorisms have… — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
“Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed; Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme; Soar,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“I believe in reverencing anything in the life of man which has the testimony of the ages as being unexcelled, whether it… — C.B. MacDonald Copy Share Image
As I began to perform - songs, poems, sketches or conjuring tricks - I began to learn what children run with and… — Michael Rosen Copy Share Image
ELEGY, n. A composition in verse, in which, without employing any of the methods of humor, the writer aims to produce in… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“I beg for a moment of peace in this flicker, a moment of stopping, one moment of stillness. I beg not to… — Imants Ziedonis Copy Share Image
“She walked among the stars, The princess of the heavens, Looking for the one who caught her crystal tears That spilled out… — Kallista Pendragon Copy Share Image
“trees [-] Inside their wooden samurai armor they are geisha beauties, each one a ‘person-of-the-arts,’ limbs dancing, arranging flowers, carrying the wind’s… — A. A. Attanasio Copy Share Image
After I'd produced about two dozen pen and ink drawings, one evening I decided that they needed poems to accompany them. I… — Jack Prelutsky Copy Share Image
Poetry is not the language we live in. It's not the language of our day-to-day errand-running and obligation-fulfilling, not the language with… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
But Carroll's were more convoluted, and they struck me as funny in a new way: 1) Babies are illogical. 2) Nobody is… — Steve Martin Copy Share Image
Many people say that I don't know how to draw because I don't draw particular forms. When will they understand that execution,… — Paul Gauguin Copy Share Image
“In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
“And, day and night, aloof, from the high towers and terraces, the Earth and Ocean seem to sleep in one another's arms,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
You can be very religious and invoke the name of God and be able to quote lots of verses and be well… — Rob Bell Copy Share Image
“Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weighing… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
There is a certain standard of grace and beauty which consists in a certain relation between our nature, such as it is,… — Blaise Pascal Copy Share Image
“school about it, and one of the girls said it reminded her of the Scripture in Hebrews 13 that says the bed… — Julia C. Loren Copy Share Image
The statement of ideas in a poem may have to do with logic. More profoundly, it may be identified with the emotional… — Muriel Rukeyser Copy Share Image
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“The last time I had a dick in my mouth I was dying alfalfa withered in rows unable to separate desire from… — Jennifer Givhan Copy Share Image
The form of my poem rises out of a past that so overwhelms the present with its worth and vision that I'm… — Hart Crane Copy Share Image