Fists Quote by Roberto Bolano Download Open image “There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.” — Roberto Bolano ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Fists Poetry Struggle Time
“There's a time for reciting poems and a time for fists. As far as I was concerned, this was the latter.” — Roberto Bolano ( ) Natasha Wimmer Copy Share Image
Poetry is an extra hand. It can caress or tickle. It can clench and fight. — Adrian Mitchell Copy Share Image
“The same hand that can write a beautiful poem, can knock you out with one punch—that's Poetic Justice.” — Irish" Wayne Kelly Copy Share Image
There's the brilliant audacity of youth that poets strike upon in their earliest work sometimes that they never can hit upon again. — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
The poet, as everyone knows, must strike his individual note sometime between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five. He may hold it a long… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Poetry emerges from the depths of struggle. It comes up fighting, demanding to be heard.” — Aisha Mirza Copy Share Image
“Brief like beauty, Absolute beauty, That which contains all the world's majesty and misery And which is only visible to those who love.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“There are books for when you’re bored. Plenty of them. There are books for when you’re calm. The best kind, in my opinion. There… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I try to find the books that I lost or forgot more than 30 years ago on another continent, with the hope and dedication and bitterness of those who search for their first lost books, books that if found I wouldn't read anyway, because I've already read them over and over, but that I would look at and touch just… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share
“In a word, and bluntly: as they walked around Sankt Pauli, it came to Pelletier and Espinoza that the search for Archimboldi could never… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“book on Archimboldi, a book that might be the grand Archimboldian opus, the pilot fish that would swim for a long time beside the… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears. — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“The brief sound is like a color swallowed by a crack. But what color?” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“The fourth dimension, he liked to say, encompasses the three dimensions and consequently puts them in their place, that is, it obliterates the dictatorship of the three dimensions and thereby obliterates the three-dimensional world we know and live in. The fourth dimension, he said, is the full richness of the senses and the (capital S) Spirit, it’s the (capital E)… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share
There are times when we can feel destiny close around us like a fist around a doorknob. Sure, we can resist. But a knob that won't turn, a door that sticks and never budges, is a nuisance to the gods. The gods may kick in the jamb. Worse, they may walk away in disgust, leaving us to hang dumbly from… — Tom Robbins Copy Share
« He squeezed his hands into fists. I picked up a grapefruit-sized rock and handed it to him. It went flying. Home run, Beast… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
I wonder if it's ever really possible to know the truth about someone else, or if the best we can do is just stumble… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Well this is just a fist. But when I start throwing it around I can leave one hell of a mess. — Jim Carrey Copy Share Image
We started this together, Leo. Seems only right you come along. You find us a ride, you're in." "Yes!" Leo pumped his fist. * * * * * Jason gazed up at the dragon and shook his head in amazement. "Leo, what have you done?" "Found a ride!" Leo beamed. "You said I could go on the quest if I… — Rick Riordan Copy Share
About 25 years ago, I was in an apartment, and next door, they put on the radio, so I struck the wall with my… — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
And when he did that, my hands curled into fists because I thought about touching his face like maybe I could catch joy in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
He's earned all his money himself, with his fists. He didn't steal it like the rest of our politicians. And he'll be less tempted… — Vitali Klitschko Copy Share Image
The trainee knew he should leave, but he was unable to look away. He'd never seen anything snap out so fast or strike so hard as the male's fists. Obviously, the rumours about the instructor were all true. He was a flat-out killer. With a metal clank, a door opened at the other end of the gym, and the sound… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
His fingers leave streaks of cold on my skin, invisible to the eye, and I think about wrapping his shirt around my fist and… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Bullying can be physical, verbal or emotional. Words and threats are just as painful as fists, especially with social media these days. For those… — Derek Hough Copy Share Image
