Poetry Quote by Adrienne Rich

“I’ve had enough of chasing after poetry; I believe that poetry lies at one’s very door or perhaps in one’s very bed. I’m still…

— Gérard de Nerval

“I can travel around the wold and back with out ever leaving the warmth from my bed.”

— Shannon Fryer

“This is the kind of room poets are supposed to work in, the kind of room that threatens to break your spirit and forces…

— Paul Auster

“I don’t ever want to leave this bed, my lady Taryn. (Sparhawk) Me either. But if we don’t, it could get ugly after a…

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

“I didn’t know how long my sisters and I lay there together, just like we had once shared that carved bed in that dilapidated…

— Sarah J. Maas

“I dragged myself to my feet, and with my hellhound in tow started off once more through the fastness of the wood, feeling, as…

— Daphne du Maurier

“...the thought crossed her mind that a bed was really a very strange thing-a human nest, really, where our human fragility made its nightly…

— Alexander McCall Smith

“Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner, overhear on the bus, God in the details, the only way to get…

— Elizabeth Alexander

“But as I sat in that bed, the book in my hands, the city outside silent, I had reason to feel as if a…

— Ray Russell

“But the next morning, while night owls slept, I climbed trembling to her cubicle and woke her, weeping aloud with a crazed love that…

— Gabriel García Márquez

“But I will stretch my toes so that they touch the rail at the end of the bed; I will assure myself, touching the…

— Virginia Woolf

“I feel wicked sleeping in a warm bed, while somewhere out there my dearest friends are dropping from exhaustion or being knocked to the…

— Anne Frank