Famous Quotes

Let your love flow where the beautiful things are and something beautiful will always come your way.

~ Robert M. Drake

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

~ Sanober Khan

I have no riches but my thoughts, Yet these are wealth enough for me

~ Sara Teasdale

Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,Snow-hushed and heartless.

~ Sara Teasdale

I will try to disappoint youbetter than anyone else has.

~ Stephen Dunn

And in the end,she left a scarand I knew that washow she wanted tobe remembered.She wanted to leaveher mark in theworldwithout gettingher heart tooattached to it.

~ Robert M. Drake

By the craggy hill-side,Through the mosses bare,They have planted thorn-treesFor pleasure here and there.If any man so daringAs dig them up in spite,He shall find their sharpest thornsIn his bed at night.

~ William Allingham

Go then, O my inseperable, this once more

~ Donald Justice

On the shining yards of heavenSee a wider dawn unfurled. . . . The eternal slaves of beautyAre the masters of the world.

~ Bliss Carman

There have been times I've felt so much art in my soul I grew sick of artists.

~ Criss Jami

What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,That my songs do not show me at all?For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,I am an answer, they are only a call

~ Sara Teasdale

Every poet has his dream reader: mine keeps a look out for curious prosodic fauna like bacchics and choriambs.

~ W.h. Auden

what if I fall? oh, my darling, but if you fly?

~ Erin Hanson

The business of love is cruelty which,by our wills, we transform to live together.

~ William Carlos Williams

I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving.

~ John Keats

Slogans are mere wordsuck...

~ Gabriel Thy

O, how this spring of love resemblethThe uncertain glory of an April day,Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,And by and by a cloud takes all away!

~ William Shakespeare

If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine.

~ Cecilia Llompart

‎I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, jar of octopus, cuckoo's cry, 5-7-5, but now I want a russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping, another 75 of what you think staring at your window.

~ Dean Young

How they had dreamed together, he and she... how they had planned, and laughed, and loved. They had lived for a while in the very heart of poetry.

~ Elizabeth Von Arnim

She's always looking for poetry and passion and sensitivity, the whole Romantic kitchen. I live on a rather simpler diet.' 'Prose and pudding?''I don't expect attractive men necessarily to have attractive souls.

~ John Fowles

I do not write poetry, I take words and dip them in feelings.

~ Arti Honrao

Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.

~ Alexander Pope

How blest am I in this discovering thee!To enter in these bonds is to be free;Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be. Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be

~ John Donne

And then I feel the sun itselfas it blazes over the hills,like a million flowers on fire --clearly I'm not needed,yet I feel myself turninginto something of inexplicable value.-from The Buddha's Last Instruction

~ Mary Oliver

Henceforth an individual solace dear; Part of my Soul I seek thee, and thee claim My other half: with that thy gentle hand Seisd mine, I yielded, and from that time see How beauty is excelld by manly grace.

~ John Milton

The aim of science is to make difficult things understandable in a simpler way, the aim of poetry is to state simple things in an incomprehensible way. The two are incompatible.

~ Paul A.m. Dirac

Straight between them ran the pathway,Never grew the grass upon it

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,Student of our sweet English tongue,Read out my words at night, alone:I was a poet, I was young.Since I can never see your face,And never shake you by the hand,I send my soul through time and spaceTo greet you. You will understand.

~ James Elroy Flecker

Spend all you have for loveliness,Buy it and never count the cost;For one white singing hour of peaceCount many a year of strife well lost,And for a breath of ecstasyGive all you have been, or could be.

~ Sara Teasdale

Then all the charm Is broken--all that phantom-world so fair Vanishes, and a thousand circlets spread, And each mis-shape the other.

~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Once upon a timeI fell in loveLost myselfAnd find another one.

~ Arzum Uzun

Every particle of dust on a patch of earthWas a sun-cheek or brow of the morning star;Shake the dust off your sleeve carefully--That too was a delicate, fair face.

~ Omar Khayyám

I began a poem in lines of one syllable. It's rather difficult, but the merit of all things lies in their difficulty. The subject matter is gallant. I'll read you the first canto; it's four hundred verses long and takes one minute.

~ Alexandre Dumas

I wanted to write some words you'd remember.Words so alert they'd leap from the paper,crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,and purr themselves to you like baby kittens,but it was rainy, so I laid there and daydreamed about you.

~ C.l. Foster

When When it’s over, it’s over, and we don’t know any of us, what happens then.So I try not to miss anything.I think, in my whole life, I have never missed The full moonor the slipper of its coming back.Or, a kiss.Well, yes, especially a kiss.

~ Mary Oliver

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

~ Charles Bukowski

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

~ Pablo Neruda

The first kiss and the first glass of wine are the best.

~ Marty Rubin

where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die

~ Charles Bukowski