Quotes by Poets - Page 160

He who looks through an open window sees fewer things than he who looks through a closed window.
Charles Baudelaire
Deceptions of the senses are the truths of perception.
Johannes Purkinje
I have seen a face with a thousand countenances, and a face that was but a single countenance as if held in a mould. I have seen a face whose sheen I could look through to the ugliness beneath, and a face whose sheen I had to lift to see how beautiful it was. I have seen an old face much lined with nothing, and a smooth face in which all things were graven. I know faces, because I look through the fabric my own eye weaves, and behold the reality beneath.
Kahlil Gibran
Exaggeration misleads the credulous and offends the perceptive.
Eliza Cook
Writing the poems, I came to think that regarding is a form of love, but the regarding is not necessarily accurate. In the poems, people are always misperceiving one another. But misperceptions are a part of being alive to others. You don’t need truth or beauty. All you do is perceive. That’s all you need to have loved and lived fully.
Joy Katz
For eyes we have no models in the remotely antique.
Edgar Allan Poe
Everything is interconnected. My readings of classical authors, who never speaks of sunsets, have made many sunsets intelligible to me, in all their colors. There is a relationship between syntactical competence, by which we distinguish the values of beings, sounds and shapes, and the capacity to perceive when the blue of the sky is actually green, and how much yellow is in the blue green of the sky. It comes down to the same thing - the capacity to distinguish and to discriminate. There is no enduring emotion without syntax. Immortality depends of the grammarians.
Fernando Pessoa
Though people are laughing at the dirt surrounding you, they are missing to see the seeds also planted, growing silently within.
Anthony Liccione
You must not grieve that the world is glimpsed through veils. How else can it be seen?
Suji Kwock Kim
nothing changes from one generation to another except the things seen and the things seen make that generation, that is to say nothing changes in people from one generation to another except the way of seeing and being seen.
Gertrude Stein
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way.
William Blake
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is: Infinite.
William Blake
His face had been twisted into an expression of every agony he had imagined for his friend.
Stephen Crane
Within weeks of my arrival in New York, I was someone else, not because there had been a revolution in my psychological makeup or any trauma. It was simply this: people saw me in a light in which I had never been seen before.
Siri Hustvedt
Every autobiography is concerned with two characters, a Don Quixote, the Ego, and a Sancho Panza, the Self.
W.H. Auden
Even if you have not awakened, if you realize that your perceptions and activities are all like dreams and you view them with detachment, not giving rise to grasping and rejecting discrimination, then this is virtually tantamount to awakening from the dream.
Muso Kokushi
O, wad some Power the giftie gie usTo see oursels as others see us!It wad frae monie a blunder free us,An' foolish notion.
Robert Burns
If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.
William Blake
What is life? Thoughts and feelings arise, with or without our will, and we employ words to express them. We are born, and our birth is unremembered and our infancy remembered but in fragments. We live on, and in living we lose the apprehension of life. How vain is it to think that words can penetrate the mystery of our being. Rightly used they may make evident our ignorance of ourselves, and this is much.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
A drop of ink may make a million think.
George Gordon Byron
Pretty girls kissed me on victory day, their lips soft red petals brushing my face.
Steven Herrick
The first kiss plummeted him down a hole and popped him out into a world he thought he could get along in—as if he’d been pulling hard the wrong way and was now turned around headed downstream.
Denis Johnson
Everything on earth has happened before,nothing is new,but woe to the loverswho fail to discover a fresh blossomin every future kiss.
Jaroslav Seifert
A kiss! When all is said, what is a kiss? An oath of allegiance taken in closer proximity, a promise more precise, a seal on a confession, a rose-red dot upon the letter i in loving; a secret which elects the mouth for ear; an instant of eternity murmuring like a bee; balmy communion with a flavor of flowers; a fashion of inhaling each other's hearts, and of tasting, on the brink of the lips, each other's soul!
Edmond Rostand
Her eyes widened. I assumed in alarm, but who the hell knew what was going on in her stubborn head. I took the coffee cup from her hand and rested it on the grass next to mine. I leaned in toward her slowly. Her eyes remained steady on mine. Just as I was so close I could feel her warm erratic breath on my face, her hand landed on my chest.“What are you doing?” she whispered.Maintaining eye contact I smiled, reached out, held the back of her head and pulled her closer still. “What I should have done ten years ago.” ~ Preston, A Perfect Moment
Becca Lee
And yetto wine, to opium even, I preferthe elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself;and in the wasteland of desireyour eyes afford the wells to slake my thirst.
Charles Baudelaire
In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.
Pablo Neruda
Each tear longs to kiss sorrow
Munia Khan
I closed my eyes obediently; I felt a light kiss on my lips, on which there was always a little accumulation of blood that wouldn't decrease. And then I fell asleep
Hermann Hesse
A letter to the beloved is like the ink kissing the paper. (Une lettre à l'aimée, c'est - L'encre embrassant le papier)
Charles de Leusse
The one kiss that was stolen, was given in a lie.
Anthony Liccione
My lips and eyes and heart were stinging when you kissed me in the dark. — Jack Garton to Jennifer Hammer, 2008 (age 24)
Jeanette Lynes
Years ago you followed someonehere, in love with breathkissing the nape of your neck,back when it was easy to beat least two places at once.
Yusef Komunyakaa
The kiss is neither returned nor exchanged, because it's free. (Le baiser n'est ni repris - Ni échangé, car gratuit.)
Charles de Leusse
A kiss is the morning dew which stand up. (Un baiser, c'est la rosée - Du matin qui s'est levé)
Charles de Leusse
We write "I love you" on the mouth by the kisses that touch it. (On écrit "je t'aime" sur bouche - Par les bisous qui la touchent.)
Charles de Leusse
If I were to kiss you then go to hell, I would. So then I can brag with the devils I saw heaven without ever entering it.
William Shakespeare
There are as many kinds of kisses as there are people on earth, as there are permutations and combinations of those people. No two people kiss alike—no two people fuck alike—but somehow the kiss is more personal, more individualized than the fuck.
Diane di Prima
And so this letter endswith no sadness:my feet are firm upon the earth,my hand writes this letter on the road,and in the midst of life I shall bealwaysbeside the friend, facing the enemy,with your name on my mouthand a kiss that neverbroke away from yours.
Pablo Neruda
The forecast iswe kiss goodbye and never helloall kisses are then parting kisses
Saul Williams
I saw the sunset-colored sands, The Nile like flowing fire between, Where Rameses stares forth serene, And Ammon's heavy temple stands.I saw the rocks where long ago, Above the sea that cries and breaks, Swift Perseus with Medusa's snakes Set free the maiden white like snow.And many skies have covered me, And many winds have blown me forth, And I have loved the green, bright north, And I have loved the cold, sweet sea.But what to me are north and south, And what the lure of many lands, Since you have leaned to catch my hands And lay a kiss upon my mouth.
Sara Teasdale
...without knowing why, he yielded to the temptation of those lips and flung onto them, eating them, partaking of their sacrament... Eucharist of love with a red host!
Georges Rodenbach
At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.
Hermann Hesse
See the mountains kiss high HeavenAnd the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother;And the sunlight clasps the earth,And the moonbeams kiss the sea -What is all this sweet work worthIf thou kiss not me?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,That can sing both high and low:Trip no further, pretty sweeting;Journeys end in lovers meeting,Every wise man's son doth know.What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;Present mirth hath present laughter;What's to come is still unsure:In delay there lies not plenty;Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,Youth's a stuff will not endure.
William Shakespeare
I wished it was raining," he said."I don't need the rain," I said. "I need you.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
A kiss, when all is told, what is it? An oath taken a little closer, a promise more exact. A wish that longs to be confirmed, a rosy circle drawn around the verb 'to love'. A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear, a moment of infinity humming like a bee, a communion tasting of flowers, a way of breathing in a little of the heart and tasting a little of the soul with the edge of the lips!
Edmond Rostand
Kiss me until I forget how terrified I am of everything wrong with my life.
Beau Taplin
Try it again," I said. "Kiss me.""No," he said."Kis
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
John Keats
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.
Sarah Kay
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
Sylvia Plath
Make me immortal with a kiss.
Christopher Marlowe
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
Edmond Rostand
War yet shall be, but warriors are now operatives; war's made less grand than peace.
Herman Melville
Modern scientific accomplishments" --a wealth of methods coupled with a poverty of intentions which, having nearly exhausted the hell-potential of the earth, move on now to the first frontier of the heavens.
Kenneth Patchen
People are lazy that’s why today’s technology is crazy.
Santosh Kalwar
Technologies of the soul tend to be simple, bodily, slow and related to the heart as much as the mind. Everything around us tells us we should be mechanically sophisticated, electronic, quick, and informational in our expressiveness - an exact antipode to the virtues of the soul. It is no wonder, then, that in an age of telecommunications - which, by the way, literally means "distant connections" - we suffer symptoms of the loss of soul. We are being urged from every side to become efficient rather than intimate.
Thomas Moore
No wires tender even as nervescan transmit the impact ofour seasons, our catastropheswhile we are closed inside them
Margaret Atwood
So many likes and retweets for having the "GUTS"to say what every-one thinksONTHEFUCKINGINTER-NET(but never in the street).
Andy Carrington