“The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it… — Helen Bevington Copy Share Image
I was too terrified to notice she [Shelley Long] had breasts. I do remember that I was eating a sandwich. — Shelley Long Copy Share Image
“Be more of an artist, and “load every rift” of your subject with ore.” — John Keats Copy Share Image
“Be men, or be more than men. Be steady to your purposes and firm as a rock. This ice is not made… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
I was trained in the '50s as a New Critic. I remember what literature was like before the New Critics, when people… — Clifford Geertz Copy Share Image
The first thing that got to me was seeing David Bowie on a children's TV show, but Bowie was way beyond my… — Edwyn Collins Copy Share Image
On thinking about Hell, I gather My brother Shelley found it was a place Much like the city of London. I Who… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
The war between authors and publishers has been a conflict of ages. On the one side, the publisher has been looked upon… — Mary Abigail Dodge Copy Share Image
“The book was Shelley, and it opened at a passage that he had cherished greatly two years before, and marked as “very… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
I am highly susceptible to the force of all truly religious music, especially to the music of my own church, the church… — George Bernard Shaw Copy Share Image
Well, you've done it now," was her sisterly opening shot. Jaine rubbed between her eyebrows; a definite headache was forming. After the… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
I shall write a book some day about the appropriateness of names. Geoffrey Chaucer has a ribald ring, as is proper and… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
It's been such a deep and amazing journey for me, getting close to John Keats, and also I love Shelley and Byron.… — Jane Campion Copy Share Image
We cannot arrive at Shakespeare's whole dramatic way of looking at the world from his tragedies alone, as we can arrive at… — Andrew Coyle Bradley Copy Share Image
“And others came... Desires and Adorations, Winged Persuasions and veil'd Destinies, Splendours, and Glooms, and glimmering Incarnations Of hopes and fears, and… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I think our grandparents were Victor Frankenstein. I basically am the kind of deeply unnatural creature that Mrs Shelley instinctively dreaded. I… — Bruce Sterling Copy Share Image
I think of myself primarily as a reader, then also a writer, but that's more or less irrelevant. I think I'm a… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
In English, we were still on the Introduction to Poetry Unit, and I'm not lying, if I ever meet Percy Bysshe Shelley… — Gary D. Schmidt Copy Share Image
The greatest feminists have also been the greatest lovers. I'm thinking not only of Mary Wollstonecraft and her daughter Mary Shelley, but… — Erica Jong Copy Share Image
“The radiance of which he speaks is the scholastic quidditas, the whatness of a thing. The supreme quality is felt by the… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“I had never thought more that we were two halves of the same girl.” — Heather Redmond Copy Share Image
I make no apology for writing in nature's age-old and unaging language, of whose images we build our paradises, Broceliande and Brindavan,… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
Okay, let me get a pen." There were rustling noises. "I can't find one." More noises. "Okay,shoot." "You found a pen?" "No,… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image