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5714 Poet Quotes
5714 Poet Quotes
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
Pablo Neruda
Someday
Somewhere
Anywhere
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Those who have suffered understand suffering and therefore extend their hand.
Patti Smith
Extend
Hand
Suffered
Suffering
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Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.
Patti Smith
Died
Jesus
Mine
Sins
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Patti Smith
Book
Could
Dreamed
Having
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All I've ever wanted, since I was a child, was to do something wonderful.
Patti Smith
Child
Ever
Since
Something
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I had to learn, really, how to rein in my energies and discipline myself. And I found it very very useful. I rebelled against it at first, but it's a good thing to have.
Patti Smith
AGoodThing
Against
Discipline
Energies
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I wrote every day. I don't think I could have written 'Just Kids' had I not spent all of the 80s developing my craft as a writer.
Patti Smith
Could
Craft
Day
Developing
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I wanted to go to Portland because it's a really good book town.
Patti Smith
Because
Book
Go
Good
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I've written a lot of prose. I just haven't published it.
Patti Smith
Just
Lot
Prose
Published
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When I stopped performing for 16 years and lived in Michigan and was married and raising my children, I wrote about four or five books. I haven't published them. I just haven't gotten around to it for several reasons.
Patti Smith
About
Around
Books
Children
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A lot of children don't have a developed aesthetic. I did. I made early choices in life, even about cloth; I liked flannel and not polyester.
Patti Smith
About
Aesthetic
Children
Choices
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My father's mother was from Liverpool and she had this very beautiful English china. I only wanted to drink my cocoa out of my grandmother's cup and saucer.
Patti Smith
Beautiful
China
Cup
Drink
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The issue of gender was never my biggest concern; my biggest concern was doing good work. When the feminist movement really got going, I wasn't an active part of it because I was more concerned with my own mental pursuits.
Patti Smith
Active
Because
Biggest
Concern
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I loved books; I read my childhood away. I was more interested in my interior world.
Patti Smith
Away
Books
Childhood
Interested
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I don't think the area of Jerusalem should be part of a Jewish state; it belongs to all people, to Christians and Muslims and the Jewish people.
Patti Smith
AllPeople
Area
Belongs
Christians
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Usually when I go to a place for the first time, unless there's something historical or spectacular that nature has to offer, the first thing I like to do is see what's on the minds of the people.
Patti Smith
First
FirstThing
FirstTime
Go
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My mom loved rock 'n roll. My father hated it. We couldn't play it when he was around.
Patti Smith
Around
Father
Hated
He
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I came into music because I thought the presentation of poetry wasn't vibrant enough. So I merged improvised poetry with basic rock chords. That was my original mission.
Patti Smith
Basic
Because
Came
Chords
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Nizar Qabbani
Don't
Deeply
Love
Make
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A tragedy, when a mature mind and a romantic heart are in the same body.
Nizar Qabbani
Body
Mature
Romantic
Tragedy
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Nizar Qabbani
Heart
Madness
Want
Kill
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The most dangerous heart disease: strong memory
Nizar Qabbani
Disease
Dangerous
Heart
Most
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Before you came, the world was prose. Now poetry is born.
Nizar Qabbani
Before
Born
Came
Prose
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Nizar Qabbani
About
Because
Still
Writing
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Days will pass, and you’ll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality.
Nizar Qabbani
Abandon
Days
Addicted
Things
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Because my love for you is beyond words, I decided to shut up.
Nizar Qabbani
Because
Beyond
Decided
Love
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Nizar Qabbani
Away
Good
Like
Moon
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Don’t lose a woman that has seen your flaws and still love you.
Nizar Qabbani
Don't
Flaws
Lose
Love
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In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you. Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.
Nizar Qabbani
Sea
Shore
Summer
Felt
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Life doesn't stop after losing someone, but it goes on without them differently.
Nizar Qabbani
After
Doesn't
Differently
Goes
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There are some people that we didn't forget, but we don't smile any more when they're mentioned.
Nizar Qabbani
Anymore
Smile
Forget
Name
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And I fear that my place gets taken by some other one, very lucky and not too shy, who flirts with your eyes while I’m the one who’s crazy about them.
Nizar Qabbani
Fear
Place
Taken
Some
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Kill him, then hug him. Men are more faithful when dead.
Nizar Qabbani
Dead
Him
Hug
Kill
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And all the countries seemed the same, That I don't see myself there, And I don't see myself here.
Nizar Qabbani
Country
Seemed
Same
See
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Nizar Qabbani
Ashamed
Beyond
Feel
Poems
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Your love taught me to grieve and I have been needing, for centuries a woman to make me grieve for a woman, to cry upon her arms like a sparrow for a woman to gather my pieces like shards of broken crystal
Nizar Qabbani
Love
Woman
Taught
Grieve
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Never believe a man can change a woman those men are pretenders who think that they created women from one of their ribs
Nizar Qabbani
Believe
Change
Created
Woman
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Nizar Qabbani
Important
Lantern
Light
More
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Gabriela Mistral
Create beauty
Excite
Sustenance
Soul
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Love that stammers, that stutters, is apt to be the love that loves best.
Gabriela Mistral
Love
Stammers
Stutters
Best
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Now my belly is as noble as my heart.
Gabriela Mistral
My belly
Noble
Heart
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Gabriela Mistral
Love beauty
Shadow
God
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Speech is our second possession, after the soul-and perhaps we have no other possession in this world.
Gabriela Mistral
Speech
Second possession
Soul
World
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Let the earth look at me, and bless me, for now I am fecund and sacred, like the palms and the furrows.
Gabriela Mistral
Earth
Bless me
Fecund
Sacred
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The poet is an untier of knots, and love without words is a knot, and it drowns.
Gabriela Mistral
The poet
Love
Words
Knot
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Writing tends to cheer me; it always soothes my spirit and blesses me with the gift of an innocent, tender, childlike day. It is the sensation of having spent a few hours in my homeland, with my customs, free whims, my total freedom.
Gabriela Mistral
Writing
Cheer me
Soothe
Spirit
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What the soul is to the body, so is the artist to his people,
Gabriela Mistral
Soul
Body
Artist
People
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Gabriela Mistral
Joy
Being healthy
Beauty
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Many things we need can wait. The child cannot. Now is the time his bones are formed, his mind developed. To him we cannot say tomorrow, his name is today.
Gabriela Mistral
Many things
Child
Bones
Formed
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In the secret of night, my prayer climbs like the liana, My prayer is, and I am not. It grows, and I perish. I have only my hard breath, my reason and my madness. I cling to the vine of my prayer. I tend it at the root of the stalk of night.
Gabriela Mistral
Secret
Night
Prayer
Grows
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