Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your tongue, your hand.
Out of the nursery into the college and back into the nursery; there’s your intellectual pattern for the past five centuries or more.
Odio a un romano llamado Status Quo, me decía, llénate los ojos de asombro, vive como si fueras a morir en los próximos diez segundos. Observa el universo. Es más fantástico que cualquier sueño constr...
October Country . . . that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and mi...
Not everyone born free and equal, but everyone made equal. Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against. So! A book...
Nimeni nu mai are timp și pentru ceilalți.
My uncle says his grandfather remembered when children didn’t kill each other. But that was a long time ago when they had things different. They believed in responsibility, my uncle says.
My tunes and numbers are here. They have filled my years, the years when I refused to die. And in order to do that I wrote, I wrote, I wrote, at noon or 3:00 A.M.So as not to be dead.
My grandfather ran off the V-2 rocket film a dozen times and then hoped that someday our cities would open up more and let the green and the land and the wilderness in more, to remind people that we'r...
Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.
Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave. They just might stop us from making the same damn insane mistakes!
Maggie Botwin.Prim, quiet lady, like an upright piano, seeming taller than she was because of the way she sat, rose and walked, and the way she held her hands in her lap and the way she coifed her hai...
Learning to should be learned before learning to Life should be touched, not strangled. You've got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it. It's like boats. You keep you...
Leaning into the wall as if all of the hunger of looking would find the secret of her sleepless unease there.
Kitaplar, tören alayı büyük bir gürültü içinde ilerlerken, Sezar'ın kulağına 'Unutma, Sezar, sen de ölümlüsün' diyen pretoryen muhafızlardır.
Kerosene, he said, because the silence had lengthened, is nothing but perfume to me.
It was a pleasure to burn. It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed.
It is a wise writer who knows his own subconcious. And not only knows it but lets it speak of the world as it and it alone has sensed it and shaped it to its own truth.
It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.
If you hid your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn.