All the fun is in how you say a thing.
You have freedom when you're easy in your harness.
I always entertain great hopes.
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March.
Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
Butterflies...flowers that fly and all but sing.
Create and stir other people to create.
Education doesn't change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.
And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song.
What is required is sight and insight- then you might add one more: excite.
Of all crimes the worst Is to steal the glory From the great and brave, Even more accursed Than to rob the grave.
If there is one thing in life that I have learned about life it is... it goes on.
The difference between a job and a career is the difference between forty and sixty hours a week.
You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father s. He's more particular. The father is always a Republican towards his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.
Time and tide wait for no man, but time always stands still for a woman of 30.
One of the lies would make it out that nothing Ever presents itself before us twice. Where would we be at last if that were so? Our very life depends on everything's Recurring till we answer from within.
How many times it thundered before Franklin took the hint! How many apples fell on Newton's head before he took the hint! Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.
It is absurd to think that the only way to tell if a poem is lasting is to wait and see if it lasts. The right reader of a good poem can tell the moment it strikes him that he has taken an immortal wound-that he will never get over it.
We can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors, with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure.
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is, and so's The plum, I suppose. The dear only knows What will next prove a rose. You, of course, are a rose - But were always a rose.
Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.
Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.
The best things and best people rise out of their separateness; I'm against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.
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