Quotes by Poets - Page 120

But then if you lied to a man about his talent just because he was sitting across from you, that was the most unforgivable lie of them all, because that was telling him to go on, to continue which was the worst way for a man without real talent to waste his life, finally. But many people did just that, friends and relatives mostly.
Charles Bukowski
I've tried praying. It gives me comfort. But not as much as a cup of tea and a ginger nut biscuit.
Steven Herrick
I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey.
Sylvia Plath
The man who has many answersis often foundin the theaters of informationwhere he offers, graciously,his deep findings.While the man who has only questions,to comfort himself, makes music.
Mary Oliver
To the mind that could dream and shape our beaconed universe, what is injustice to us may be unfathomable tenderness, and our horror only loveliness misunderstood.
William Alexander Percy
I joy, that in these straits I see my west;
John Donne
All the means we've been given to stay alert we use to ornament our sleep. If instead of endlessly inventing new ways to make life more comfortable we'd apply our ingenuity to fabricating instruments to jog man out of his torpor!
René Daumal
You could fill a catalog with all you long for - for him to come back, for a do-over, for a different ending in which not only were you strong and said good-bye but he lived and made a success of his life and decades later you could look back together on your twenties and laugh at all your follies, for his voice on the other end of the phone call, for one more of those Albuquerque nights when it was easy to fall asleep knowing he was just in the next room.
Leigh Stein
Being his real brother I could feel I live in his shadows, but I never have and I do not now. I live in his glow.
Michael Morpurgo
Here too it’s masquerade, I find: As everywhere, the dance of mind.I grasped a lovely masked procession,And caught things from a horror show…I’d gladly settle for a false impression,If it would last a little longer, though.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
It is perhaps fortunate that Sylvia was oblivious to the commotion behind the scenes. Apparently, Henry O. Teltscher had written a letter to Betsy Talbot Blackwell, warning her that one of her guest editors was on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
Elizabeth Winder
Don't take my devils away, because my angels may flee too.
Rainer Maria Rilke
It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing negative--which ever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it.
Sylvia Plath
I mean, okay, let's say we're all going to get better. Let's just pretend we will. Fine. Where are we going to go after we get better? What are we going to do with all of our newfound healthy behaviors? Back out into the world that screwed us up and screwed us over. This does not sound promising.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
I've always thought of wholeness and integration as necessary myths. We're fragmented beings who cement ourselves together, but there are always cracks. Living with the cracks is part of being, well, reasonably healthy
Siri Hustvedt
There was a time when I could have slept with his friend Briffa, for instance. Around him the air was always fraught with possibilities.
Michael Ondaatje
What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust in us unused.
William Shakespeare
Potential," I said, "doesn't mean a thing. You've got to do it. Almost every baby in a crib has more potential than I have.
Charles Bukowski
What you inherit from your fathermust first be earned before it's yours.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
When he comes to the doorhe always looks mocking and half-way angry.You can see he has sympathy for nothing.It's written on his foreheadthat he can love no one.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Being full of mischief, they love to listen;they gladly obey, for they like to betray you,pretending to be sent from Heaven,and lisping like angels, while they lie.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Glib tongues frill up their hash of knowledgefor mankind in polished speechesthat are no more than vaporous windsrustling the fallen leaves in autumn.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Men grieve [Mephistopheles] so with the days of their lamenting, [he] even hate[s] to plague them with [his] torments.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The realization that God could be female required the consideration that the Devil could be also.
Thomas Lynch
Youths should study,' grumbled the Old Woman, 'and not take the laws apart. And you, dear Youth, before you become acquainted with the Beautiful Woman, take a good look into her Garden through the window tomorrow morning, when everything is clearly and genuinely visible in the light of the sun. You will see that in the Garden there are no flowers which are familiar to anyone here, and only such flowers as none of us in the City know. Just think about this carefully, after all, there is something strange about it. The devil is cunning; is this not his creation for the damnation of people?'("The Poison Garden")
Valery Bryusov
The whole universe is sum up in the Human Being. Devil is not a monster waiting to trap us, He is a voice inside. Look for Your Devil in Yourself, not in the Others. Don’t forgeT that the one who knows his Devil, knows his God.
Shams Tabrizi
Devil does not buy our empty soul. He waits for us to selling off that. (Diable n'achète notre âme vide. - Il attend qu'on la solde.)
Charles de Leusse
It did not last: the Devil howling 'Ho, Let Einstein be,' restored the status quo.
John Collings Squire
No one showed any signs of recognizing me. I didn't know what I'd do if they did, other than lie like a devil and pray like a saint.
Rodney Jones
The cat is the beautiful devil.
Charles Bukowski
Then a boy, pale as death, rushed into the hall, uttering a wild scream of terror. “Death and another are closely pursuing me!
Friedrich Heinrich Karl de la Motte Fouqué
Who with the Devil tries to play fair,weaves the net of his own despair.Oh, smile; what’s a house between drunkards?
Derek Walcott
When devils will the blackest sins put onThey do suggest at first with heavenly shows
William Shakespeare
For as from the same piece of clay a potter may fashion either a pot or a tile, so the Devil may shape a witch into a wolf or a cat or even a goat, without subtracting from her and without adding to her at all. For this occurs just as clay is first molded into one, then shaped into another form, for the Devil is a potter and his witches are but clay.
Aino Kallas
Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...
John Milton
I think the devil will not have me damned, lest the oil that's in me should set hell on fire.
William Shakespeare
My devil had been long caged, he came out roaring.
Robert Louis Stevenson
If we only arrange our life in accordance with the principle which tells us that we must always trust in the difficult, then what now appears to us as the most alien will become our most intimate and trusted experience. How could we forget those ancient myths that stand at the beginning of all races, the myths about dragons that at the last moment are transformed into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Be careful, darling. Your footsteps land heavy here. Your racket will wake the dragons.
Sarah Kay
How should we be able to forget those myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Because of the dog's joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift. It is not the least reason why we should honor as well as love the dog of our own life, and the dog down the street, and all the dogs not yet born. What would the world be like without music or rivers or the green and tender grass? What would this world be like without dogs?
Mary Oliver
And it is exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories of that grief, no doubt many of you do also. It is almost a failure of will, a failure of love, to let them grow old—or so it feels. We would do anything to keep them with us, and to keep them young. The one gift we cannot give.
Mary Oliver
It does no good to bark at the television,I said. I’ve tried it too. So he stopped.
Mary Oliver
A dog can’t think that much about what he’s doing, he just does what feels right.
Barbara Kingsolver
my master is the same as godwhen he thumps with his handpeople bring us hamburg steaksat any eating stand "pete s holiday
Don Marquis
Meanwhile, the mole goes on with its subterranean daydreams,The dogs lie around like rugs
Charles Wright
Anyone out without the excuse of a dog should be handcuffed and searched for loneliness.
Stephen Dunn
Not one of the three black deaf-mutes who come here every day owns a dog. They sit under the fragrant decay of the big mossy oak speaking with their eyes and hands. They love dogs so much they vibrate, but, like me, they can't bear to own one. Anyone who's ever owned one knows what owning love means.
Philip Schultz
Joyful, joyful, joyful,as only dogs know how to be happywith only the autonomyof their shameless spirit.
Pablo Neruda
LITTLE DOGS RHAPSODY IN THE NIGHT(PERCY THREE)He puts his cheek against mineand makes small, expressive sounds.And when I'm awake, or awake enoughhe turns upside down, his four pawsin the airand his eyes dark and fervent.Tell me you love me, he says.Tell me again.Could there be a sweeter arrangement?Over and overhe gets to ask it.I get to tell.
Mary Oliver
I have a little dog who likes to nap with me.He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck.He is sweeter than soap.He is more wonderful than a diamond necklace,which can't even bark...
Mary Oliver
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Alexander Pope
Love, love, love, says Percy.And hurry as fast as you canalong the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust.Then, go to sleep.Give up your body heat, your beating heart.Then, trust.
Mary Oliver
Dogs are the magicians of the universe.
Clarissa Pinkola Estés
In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag.
W.H. Auden
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants.
Margaret Atwood
Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?
Charles Lamb
friend is the one who showes the way and walks a piece of road with us
William Wordsworth
A friend who betrays you is an enemy.
Gift Gugu Mona
Faults are soon copied.
Horace