Poetry Quote by Dylan Thomas Download Open image ““Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.”” — Dylan Thomas ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poetry Time
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t long after that when I went into the quiet blue, that place without time, where I could soak up all the juices… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“All the pirates, and Lord Pitch's mercy, were dead in less time than it takes to sing a song.” — William Joyce Copy Share Image
“I always thought death and death alone could ever push me across that line when it came to this band. (I was wrong.)” — Duff McKagan Copy Share Image
“Nothing could stop you. Not the best day. Not the quiet. Not the ocean rocking. You went on with your dying. —” — Martha Whitmore Hickman Copy Share Image
“You have been the great green adventure of my life. Without you my days would be unlit.” — Katherine Rundell Copy Share Image
“The song sounds like the ocean- it rises and falls, notes splash forward and harmonize with the sea behind me.” — Jackson Pearce Copy Share Image
“A wave of Time hangs motionless on this particular shore. I notice a tree, arsenical grey in the light, or the slow Wheel of… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
“Time was the invention of men who would confine the ocean and bottle the wind. Eternity is too short to fulfill the promise of… — Kassandra Sims Copy Share Image
I liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“Thousands of miles,' I said. It's Rhosilli, USA. We're going to camp on a bit of rock that wobbles in the winds.” — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Do not go gentle into that goodnight, rage, rage against the dying of the light. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
A born writer is born scrofulous; his career is an accident dictated by physical or circumstantial disabilities. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Rhianon, he said, hold my hand, Rhianon. She did not hear him, but stood over his bed and fixed him with an unbroken sorrow.… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
I know in London a Welsh hairdresser who has striven so vehemently to abolish his accent that he sounds like a man speaking with… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true "Poem on His Birthday — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
The name Phenomenal Woman was inspired by Maya Angelo, who wrote 'Phenomenal Woman', a favorite poem of mine. — Meena Harris Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
The poetry from the eighteenth century was prose; the prose from the seventeenth century was poetry. — David Hare Copy Share Image
“It took me years to learn to sit at my desk for more than two minutes at a time, to put up with the… — Erica Jong Copy Share Image
The word 'mundane' has come to mean 'boring' and 'dull', and it really shouldn't - it should mean the opposite. Because it comes from… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
“In the streets, the children scream, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed,” he crooned, putting down the metal grill tongs to take my… — Alexandria Clarke Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
You don’t read or overhear the voice in the poem, you are the voice in the poem. — Helen Vendler Copy Share Image
All lyrical work must, as a whole, be perfectly intelligible, but in some particulars a little unintelligible. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
The world's history is a divine poem, of which the history of every nation is a canto, and every man a word. Its strains… — James A. Garfield Copy Share Image
