Quote by Dylan Thomas Download Open image ““We are not wholly bad or good, who live our lives under Milk Wood.”” — Dylan Thomas ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.9 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“Not to mention Graceless, Pointless, Feckless and Aimless, who are all under-producing and their milk is sour and they won’t go anywhere near the… — Charles stross Copy Share Image
“The Wild Wood is pretty well populated by now; with all the usual lot, good, bad, and indifferent—I name no names.” — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
“We must not always talk in the marketplace of what happens to us in the forest.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“No one is entirely good or entirely bad, no matter how much we might want them to be.” — Rose Foster Copy Share Image
“I told the tree it was going nowhere in life. It was hurtful, but true. Now, maybe in death it will go somewhere, as… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“We expect you to spill the milk, but it's really how you clean it up that matters.” — Sylvia Browne Copy Share Image
“Old woods and deep. At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned and these were like them.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“I’m planting a tree to teach me to make the world a better place.” — Andrea Koehle Jones Copy Share Image
“People aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of darkness all our lives.” — Neal Shusterman 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
