Anthology Quote by Edward Hirsch

With every year that passes, I get further away from my target audience, and while I've been happy to think of myself as a…

— Anthony Horowitz

Growing up, I thought my grandfather was dead. Later, I learned he was alive, but my family pretended he didn't exist because of the…

— Deborah Pryce

“It’s weird, isn’t it?” “What is?” “Treaties and all that. It’s like we woke up one morning and we weren’t supposed to be enemies…

— Alyxandra Harvey

“I thought about how my great-grandparents had starved to death. I thought about their wasted bodies being fed to incinerators because people they didn’t…

— Ransom Riggs

In high school I was leafing through an anthology that our teachers had given up and I found a poem, I go, "That's so…

— Edward Hirsch

My favourite poem is called 'Roots and Wings' - it's a very moving poem about how if you've got real roots you can fly.

— David Miliband

“Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name…

— Stephen Chbosky

“a poem called “The Night Before Doom”: “ ’Twas the night before Doom, / and all through the house, / I had set up…

— David Kushner

A man of my acquaintance once wrote a poem called "The Road Less Traveled", describing a journey he took through the woods along a…

— Anonymous

“It was a destructive novel of acquired ideas. To finally wake up in a state of creative anguish, to lose oneself in order to…

— Elie Wiesel

“this is actualy a poem we have been called naive as if it were a dirty word, whe have been called innocent as though…

— Jewel Kilcher

“Once on yellow sheet of paper with green lines, he wrote a poem and he called it “Spot” because that was the name of…

— Earl Reum

“….unable to find a title for her last published novel, she wrote six lines which included her eventual title The Birds Fall Down. These…

— Victoria Glendinning

“In Ms Yuka's class he once wrote a poem about it called: 'Listen' The last lines were - I know you know you do…

— Steven Wright

At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out.…

— Arthur Golden