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Quotes tagged as "poetry" (showing 601-630 of 3,000)Seamus Heaney�It is always betterto avenge dear ones than to indulge in mourning.For every one of us, living in this worldmeans waiting for our end. Let whoever canwin glory before death. When a warrior is gone,that will be his best and only bulwark.� ? Seamus Heaney, Beowulf: A New Verse Translationtags: life, poetry, revenge 66 likes LikeLewis Carroll�Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought�So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy!O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.� ? Lewis Carrolltags: jabberwocky, lewis-carroll, nonsense, poetry 60 likes LikeLaozi�A man who knows how little he knows is well, a man who knows how much he knows is sick. If, when you see the symptoms, you can tell, Your cure is quick.A sound man knows that sickness makes him sick and before he catches it his cure is quick.� ? Laozi, The Chinese Translationstags: eastern-thought, inspirational, macrobiotics, poetry, taoism 54 likes Like�Anyone who has no need of anybody but himself is either a beast or a God."Aristotle� ? Bruce Wayne Sullivantags: abused-women, animals, childhood-memories, dogs, good-book, life-struggles, meaning, non-fiction, pets, poetry, psychology, purpose, social-work, writing 50 likes LikeH.D.�...if you do not even understand what words say,how can you expect to pass judgementon what words conceal?� ? H.D., Trilogy: The Walls Do Not Fall / Tribute to the Angels / The Flowering of the Rodtags: conceal, doolittle, h-d, hilda, modernism, poetry, poets, words 50 likes LikePablo Neruda�And it was at that age �poetry arrived in search of me.I don�t know, I don�t know whereit came from, from winter or a river.I don�t know how or when,no they were not voices, they were notwords, nor silence,but from a street I was summoned,from the branches of night,abruptly from the others,among violent firesor returning alone.There I was without a face,and it touched me.

I did not know what to say, my mouthhad no way with names, my eyes were blind,and something started in my soul,fever or forgotten wings,and I made my own way,deciphering that fire,and I wrote the first faint line,

faint, without substance, purenonsense, pure wisdomof someone who knows nothing,and suddenly I sawthe heavens unfastened and open, planets,palpitating plantations, shadow perforated,riddled with arrows, fire and flowers,the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesimal being,drunk with the great starry void,likeness, image of mystery,felt myself a pure part of the abyss,I wheeled with the stars,my heart broke loose on the wind.� ? Pablo Nerudatags: poetry 47 likes LikeWilliam Carlos Williams�Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze.� ? William Carlos Williams, The Farmers' Daughters: Collected Short Storiestags: lust, poetry 44 likes LikeJames Kavanaugh�I saw my face todayAnd it looked older,Without the warmth of wisdomOr the softnessBorn of pain and waiting.The dreams were gone from my eyes,Hope lost in hollownessOn my cheeks,A finger of deathPulling at my jaws.

So I did my push-upsAnd wondered if I'd ever find you,To see my faceWith friendlier eyes than mine.� ? James Kavanaugh, There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolvestags: poetry 40 likes LikeSantosh Kalwar�Every beginning has an end and every end has a new beginning, don't worry, broken soul, life will one day come to an end. � ? Santosh Kalwartags: love, poetry 40 likes LikeAnn Aguirre�I�m not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. I�ve seen a chunk of the universe, true, but there�s still so much more to see. I doubt I�ll ever cure this wanderlust, and I�m content with dedicating my life to failing to sate it... He�s never going to sit at my feet and write me poems, which is good because I hate poetry, except dirty ones that rhyme.� ? Ann Aguirre, Grimspacetags: poetry, romance 38 likes LikeDorothy Parker�My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, --

And I wish somebody'd shoot him.� ? Dorothy Parker, The Portable Dorothy Parkertags: dorothy-parker, humor, men, poetry 38 likes LikeAmy Lowell�For books are more than books, they are the lifeThe very heart and core of ages past,The reason why men lived and worked and died,The essence and quintessence of their lives.� ? Amy Lowelltags: books, poetry 37 likes LikeAndrew Marvell�Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime.�? Andrew Marvelltags: classics, english-poets, poetry 36 likes LikeCharles Baudelaire�Relate comic things in pompous fashion. Irregularity, in other words the unexpected, the surprising, the astonishing, are essential to and characteristic of beauty. Two fundamental literary qualities: supernaturalism and irony. The blend of the grotesque and the tragic are attractive to the mind, as is discord to blasé ears. Imagine a canvas for a lyrical, magical farce, for a pantomime, and translate it into a serious novel. Drown the whole thing in an abnormal, dreamy atmosphere, in the atmosphere of great days � the region of pure poetry.� ? Charles Baudelaire, Intimate Journalstags: art, creativity, fantasy, grotesque, irony, novel, poetry, writers, writing 35 likes LikeMarina Tsvetaeva�Don't you know no one can escapethe power of creatures reaching outwith breath alone?� ? Marina Tsvetaevatags: inspiration, poetry, power, russian-author, writing 35 likes LikeFederico García Lorca�My head is full of fireand grief and my tongueruns wild, piercedwith shards of glass.� ? Federico García Lorca, Three Tragedies: Blood Wedding, Yerma, Bernarda Albatags: grief, poetry, words 35 likes LikeMargaret Atwood�I would like to watch you sleeping,which may not happen.I would like to watch you,sleeping. I would like to sleepwith you, to enteryour sleep as its smooth dark waveslides over my head.

and walk with you through that lucentwavering forest of bluegreen leaveswith its watery sun & three moonstowards the cave where you must descend,towards your worst fear

I would like to give you the silverbranch, the small white flower, the oneword that will protect youfrom the grief at the centerof your dream, from the griefat the center. I would like to followyou up the long stairway

again & becomethe boat that would row you backcarefully, a flamein two cupped handsto where your body liesbeside me, and you enterit as easily as beathing in

I would like to be the airthat inhabits you for a momentonly. I would like to be that unnoticed& that necessary.� ? Margaret Atwoodtags: fear, love, poetry 33 likes LikeEmily Brontë�And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again?� ? Emily Brontëtags: death, poetry 33 likes Like�Gains for all our losses

There are gains for all our lossesThere are balms for all our painsBut when youth the dream departsIt takes some thing from our heartsAnd never comes again

We are stronger and are betterUnder manhood�s sterner reignStill we feel that some thing sweetFollowed youth with flying feetAnd will never come again.

Some thing beautiful has vanishedAnd we sigh for it in vainWe behold it every where----On the earth and in the air----But it never comes again.� ? R.H. Stoddardtags: life, poetry 31 likes LikeAmy Lowell�You are ice and fire the touch of you burns my hands like snow� ? Amy Lowelltags: poetry 29 likes LikeShel Silverstein�Pirate Captain Jim"Walk the plank," says Pirate Jim"But Captain Jim, I cannot swim.""Then you must steer us through the gale.""But Captain Jim, I cannot sail.""Then down with the galley slaves you go.""But Captain Jim, I cannot row.""Then you must be the pirate's clerk.""But Captain Jim, I cannot work.� ? Shel Silversteintags: children, poetry 26 likes Like????�Good poetry makes the universe reveal a secret.�

? ????tags: poetry 24 likes LikeHenry Wadsworth Longfellow�I shot an arrow into the air,It fell to earth, I knew not where;For, so swiftly it flew, the sightCould not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,It fell to earth, I knew not where;For who has sight so keen and strong,That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oakI found the arrow, still unbroke;And the song, from beginning to end,I found again in the heart of a friend.� ? Henry Wadsworth Longfellowtags: friendship, poetry 23 likes LikeFrances Ann Lebowitz�If you are of the opinion that the contemplation of suicide is sufficient evidence of a poetic nature, do not forget that actions speak louder than words.� ? Frances Ann Lebowitz, Metropolitan Life/Social Studiestags: humor, poetry 22 likes LikeMiroslav Antic�Ali ipak uz mene se mo�e, mada je neobicno, Sa mnom je opasno hteti, ja nikad ne odustajem.� ? Miroslav Antictags: poetry 21 likes LikeChristina Rossetti�I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?� ? Christina Rossettitags: poetry, self 20 likes LikeSantosh Kalwar�I see your picture and in that picture I didn't see you.� ? Santosh Kalwar, Obscuritytags: picture, poetry 20 likes LikeSeamus Heaney�All I know is a door into the dark� ? Seamus Heaneytags: darkness, poetry 19 likes LikeJorge Luis Borges�Boast of Quietness"

Writings of light assault the darkness, more prodigious than meteors.The tall unknowable city takes over the countryside.Sure of my life and death, I observe the ambitious and would like tounderstand them.Their day is greedy as a lariat in the air.Their night is a rest from the rage within steel, quick to attack.They speak of humanity.My humanity is in feeling we are all voices of that same poverty.They speak of homeland.My homeland is the rhythm of a guitar, a few portraits, an old sword,the willow grove's visible prayer as evening falls.Time is living me.More silent than my shadow, I pass through the loftily covetous multitude.They are indispensable, singular, worthy of tomorrow.

My name is someone and anyone.I walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away he doesn't expect to arrive� ? Jorge Luis Borgestags: humanity, poetry 19 likes LikeJarod Kintz�I am the red wheelbarrow of communism. William Carlos Williams wrote a poem about me.� ? Jarod Kintz, Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your Lifetags: communism, misunderstanding, poem, poetry, william-carlos-williams 13 likes Like« previous 1 2 � 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 � 99 100 next »All Quotes | My Quotes | Add A Quote

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