It's always our touches of vanity/ That manage to betray us.
Poetry has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time, and the drawback, if you do not give it your full attention, of seeming to say half as much in twice the time.
Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement. . . says heaven and earth in one word. . . speaks of himself and his predicament as though for the first time. It has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time.
Run on, keep your head down, cross at the double / The bursts of open day between the nights.
The best thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in look as much like home as we can
The dark is light enough.
The lines marking a penalty area are a disgrace to the playing fields of a public school.
The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate
What after all Is a halo? It's only one more thing to keep clean
Where in this small-talking world can I find/ A longitude with no platitude?
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This website focuses on proverbs in the Swedish, Danish and Norwegian languages, and some parts including the links below have not been translated to English. They are mainly FAQs, various information and webpages for improving the collection.