Quote by Ada Limon Download Open image ““Maybe my limbs are made mostly for decoration, like the way I feel about persimmons.”” — Ada Limon ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Some of my kin look just like trees now, and need something great to rouse them; and they speak only in whispers. But some… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
“He loved to draw. Animals pouncing mostly. And trees. Always lone trees in black landscapes.” — Malorie Blackman Copy Share Image
“The human body is strangely made and sometimes it pays not to think about it too closely.” — Walter Kirn Copy Share Image
“Tree limbs boasted fresh baby buds and smiled at the brush strokes spread across the sky.” — Abby Slovin Copy Share Image
“What I wanted was to get away. But the moon was too far beyond, and there were white bits under me, where the flesh… — Tsitsi Dangarembga Copy Share Image
“What do you think, little dhampir? I was pretty badass with that plant, wasn’t I? Of course, it would have been more badass if… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“In nature, nothing is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways and they're still beautiful.” — Alice Walker Copy Share Image
“I am tired of stairs and stone passages. i would give a good deal for the feel of grass at my toes.” — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
“I had no idea that the simple act of running a sharp blade across my wrist would change everything so completely. I wasn’t after… — Victoria Leatham Copy Share Image
“They were like amputees, only it was not a limb they were missing, but their very souls.” — Diane Setterfield Copy Share Image
“Interesting. Claws and teeth and ferocity mixed with the subtlety to manipulate creatures larger than itself. A worthy creature.” — K.A. Applegate Copy Share Image
Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion. Sometimes the… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“My mother was born on Valentine’s Day and because of that, I have oddly always loved Valentine’s Day. I have friends who absolutely hate… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
Language can also be play and music and beauty and desire and grief and rage and truth without always having to be message-driven or… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
I have been writing. Even when I intend not to write, I find myself writing. I'm currently in a place where I should be… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
I think, as poets, we are in the odd position of constantly defending our art form. Which is funny and also sort of invigorating,… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“I denied it, this new land. But love, I’ll concede this: whatever state you are, I’ll be that state’s bird, the loud, obvious blur… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Think crucial hanging. Think crayon orange. There is one low, leaning heart-shaped globe left and dearest, can you tell, I am trying to love… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
There's so much rage in the world now and I'm finding poems to be the place where I want to stay. I rage and… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“I wanted to be a hummingbird. It made sense to long for rapid wings and the ability to hover always— to be Huitzilopochtli taming… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Now, there's a twisty summer storm outside, and I desire nothing but this storm to come. The calm voice on the TV tells us… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“I am not obsessing. I am just sitting here perforating this post-it with a push-pin.” — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Life is like that. You think you’re just slogging along and then something reminds you that just getting up in the morning and choosing… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
