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"553 Poem & Poetry Quotes

A man who works evil against another works it really against himself, and bad advice is worst for the one who devised it

A man Works evil Bad advice Worst
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I see the poem or the novel ending with an open door.

Poem Novel Ending Open door
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Poems have a different music from ordinary language, and every poem has a different kind of music of necessity, and that's, in a way, the hardest thing about writing poetry is waiting for that music, and sometimes you never know if it's going to come.

Language Music Necessity Never
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Sometimes you have a poem that you really want to write and it never happens.

Happens Never Poem Really
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When you begin to write poems because you love language, because you love poetry. Something happens that makes you write poems. And the writing of poems is incredibly pleasurable and addictive.

Addictive Because Begin Happens
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I tended to write poems about both social and spiritual problems, and some problems one doesn't really want to solve, and so the problems themselves are solved. You certainly don't want to solve problems in poems that haven't been solved in the world.

Certainly Poems Problems Really
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I think poetry always lives its life, and people come to it and people go away from it, 'people' in the sense of larger numbers of people. It's as though you begin to think that poetry is a resource, and that at certain times people seem to need it or want it or can find sustenance in it, and at other times they can't.

Numbers People Poetry Resource
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Most poets are young simply because they have not been caught up. Show me an old poet, and I'll show you, more often than not, either a madman or a master... it's when you begin to lie to yourself in a poem in order simply to make a poem that you fail. That is why I do not rework poems.

BecausCaught Either Fail Master
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It's when you begin to lie to yourself in a poem in order to simply make a poem, that you fail.

Begin Fail Lie Poem
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When everything works best, it's not because you chose writing but because writing chose you. It's when you're mad with it, it's when it's stuffed in your ears, your nostrils, under your fingernails. It's when there's no hope but that.

Best Chose Ears Everything
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The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding.
Joy Noblest Pleasure Understanding
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The poet ranks far below the painter in the representation of visible things, and far below the musician in that of invisible things.

Below Far Invisible Musician
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The noblest search is the search for excellence.

Excellence Noblest Search For
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Write what you like; there is no other rule.

Write What You Like
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I write 200 columns a year, you know. That means I have to have 200 opinions a year. Sometimes, I don't give a damn one way or the other, but that's my job, so I got to take a side.

Columns Damn Give Got
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I don't write tracts, I write novels. I'm not a preacher, I'm a fiction writer.

Fiction Fiction Writer I Write Novels
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I get a lot of moral guidance from reading novels, so I guess I expect my novels to offer some moral guidance, but they're not blueprints for action, ever.

Action Ever Expect Get
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I would define the poetic effect as the capacity that a text displays for continuing to generate different readings, without ever being completely consumed.

Being Capacity Consumed Continuing
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Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.

Easy Everywhere Looking Paper
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He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.

Bit Bite He Helped
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I'll dispose of my teeth as I see fit, and after they've gone, I'll get along. I started off living on gruel, and by God, I can always go back to it again.

After Again Along Always
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Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.

Blessings Death Greatest Human
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Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to god, and keep your face to the raising sun.

Keep Your Nose Out
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Where id was, there ego shall be.

Ego ID Shall Where
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Who has not sat before his own heart's curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.

Apart Before Curtain Falling
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Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
Child Earth Knows Like
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Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.

Blooming Colors Everything Heart
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A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
Begins Delight Ends Poem
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Talking is a hydrant in the yard and writing is a faucet upstairs in the house. Opening the first takes the pressure off the second.

First House Hydrant Off
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Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.

Life Poetry Taking Throat
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A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair.

Affair Love Love Affair Never
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Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.

Baseball Both Intervals Like
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.

Anybody He Little Made
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Before Dared Darkness Deep
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I need scarcely observe that a poem deserves its title only inasmuch as it excites, by elevating the soul. The value of the poem is in the ratio of this elevating excitement.

Deserves Excitement Excites Need
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I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.
Beauty Brief Creation Define
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With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.

Been Me Passion Poetry
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The generous Critic fann'd the Poet's fire, And taught the world with reason to admire.
Admire Critic Fire Generous
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Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about.

Originality Confuse Never Aim
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A verbal art like poetry is reflective; it stops to think. Music is immediate, it goes on to become.

Verbal Music Art Become
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In relation to a writer, most readers believe in the Double Standard: they may be unfaithful to him as often as they like, but he must never, never be unfaithful to them.

Believe Standard Double Often
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If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

Been Cleared Dull Face
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All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.

Bright Brightest Fade Lost
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Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Boredom Cup Disappear Fills
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That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

Beautiful Beauty Caused God
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I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

Beings Companion Eye Face
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Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

Away Bird Fly Hundred
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I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: 'You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.'

Beginning Calls Companion Dawn
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The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Beloved Body Contain Could
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You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Blood Cried Cry Eyes
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