It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry -- that is a life. |
It's not wise to violate rules until you know how to observe them. |
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. |
Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right; decide on what you think is right and stick to it. |
Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right; decide on what you think is right and stick to it. |
Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right; decide on what you think is right and stick to it. |
Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper tree / In the cool of the day. |
Let's not be narrow, nasty, and negative. |
Liberty is a different kind of pain from prison. |
Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter. |
Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante, / Had a bad cold, nevertheless / Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe, / With a wicked pack of cards. |
Man, if you gotta ask, you'll never know |
Most of the trouble in the world is caused by people wanting to be important. |
Most of us who turn to any subject we love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or for very lack of books began to listen to the voices within, as the first traceable beginning of our love. |
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs, rising or falling, grasping at kisses and toys, advancing boldly, sudden to take alarm, retreating to the corner of arm and knee, eager to be reassured, taking pleasure in the fragrant brilliance of thee. |