I hear a little firecracker go off when you come up with a good rhyme. — Garrison Keillor Copy Share Image
What's today's date, and today's time? Sit-ups, push-ups and write a new rhyme. — Tony Yayo Copy Share Image
At an early age, I understood music... the rhyme schemes, melodies and harmonies. — Philip Bailey Copy Share Image
I write, but I don't write poetry. I don't rhyme or anything like that. — Channing Tatum Copy Share Image
I never indulge in rhyme or stanza Unless I'm in bed with the influenza. — Quintus Ennius Copy Share Image
I sip the Dom P watching Gandhi til I'm charged - writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the… — Nas Copy Share Image
In my own writing, I've mostly abandoned end-rhyme, but wordplay is still a huge part of my process. — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
You know, the music business is like the Lotto. Just put your numbers down and sometimes they hit, and sometimes they don't.… — Barry McGuire Copy Share Image
I love poetry. I love rhyming. Do you know, there are poets who don't rhyme? Shakespeare did not rhyme most of the… — Chuck Berry Copy Share Image
You're Bes, I guess?" I said. "Yes," he said. "Your car's a mess," Liz muttered. "If one more person rhymes," Emma grumbled,… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
I was very introverted growing up and I had small circle of friends. Any opportunity I got to rap or articulate things… — LeCrae Copy Share Image
People only call me 'Fiery' because it rhymes with Fred, just like 'Typhoon' rhymes with Tyson — Fred Trueman Copy Share Image
There are couples a matchmaker would match every time - and couples who, for no rhyme or reason, rhyme. — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
It has as much to do with the energy released by linguistic fission and fusion, with the buoyancy generated by cadence and… — Seamus Heaney Copy Share Image
'Love' is so short of perfect rhymes that convention allows half-rhymes like 'move.' The alternative is a plague of doves, or a… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
The nursery rhyme ends when a spider comes along and frightens Miss Muffet straight off her tuffet. I have wondered about what… — Sloane Crosley Copy Share Image
A glance at the history of European poetry is enough to inform us that rhyme itself is not indispensable. Latin poetry in… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
I stayed away from drugs, I never smoked a pipe. When I wanna get high, I smoke the mic. I never did… — Kool Moe Dee Copy Share Image
“A glassy calm replaced the storm surrounding their boat. The distant thunder struck a note, white-hot and remote. An invisible magnet seemed… — J.Z. Bingham Copy Share Image
“I’ve been worried since I left the womb Like a schizophrenic on shrooms Like a hypochondriac on crack Never shy with the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
Dejection of spirits, which may have prevented many a man from becoming an author, made me one. I find constant employment necessary,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
When Vanity kissed Vanity, a hundred happy Junes ago, he pondered o'er her breathlessly, and, that all men might ever know, he… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“What is this love that makes me see beauty, and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me? What is this… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I wrote poetry from the time I could write. That was the only way I could begin to express who I was… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
The reason why you do history, and particularly why you do war, is that you want to make sure that in the… — Ken Burns Copy Share Image
So-called real life has only once interfered with me, and it had been a far cry from what the words, lines, books… — Cees Nooteboom Copy Share Image
“I don’t bother with rhyme. Rarely Are two trees the same, one beside the other. I think and write like flowers have… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
There are, of course, inherent tendencies to repetition in music itself. Our poetry, our ballads, our songs are full of repetition; nursery… — Oliver Sacks Copy Share Image
