poetry

"Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,So do our minutes hasten to their end;Each changing place with that which goes before,In sequent toil all forwards do contend."

"My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness."

"I felt a Cleaving in my Mind—As if my Brain had split—I tried to match it—Seam by Seam—But could not make it fit."

"Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song."

"The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails."

"Its dark and I’m reading my scars because our moments remind me of where I should be."

"I sang in my chains like the sea"

"Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos"

"..."vers libre,"(free verse) or nine-tenths of it, is not a new metre any more than sleeping in a ditch is a new school of architecture."

"A man who knows how little he knows is well, a man who knows how much he knows is sick. If, when you see the symptoms, you can tell, Your cure is quick.A sound man knows that sickness makes him sick and before he catches it his cure is quick."

"I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love."

"Like poetry, fashion does not state anything. It merely suggests"

"I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life. It's more important to confirm the least sincere. The clouds get enough attention as it is..."

"...you look at me like an emergency"

"And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night."

"McGough: I'm sorry. I'm afraid I've caught poetry. Mr Bones: Oh really? Well, don't worry, sir - I used to suffer from short stories.McGough: Really? When?Mr Bones: Oh, once upon a time ..."

"What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds!"

"My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—It gives a lovely light!"

"I once broke up with a boy because he wrote me an awful poem."

"I know many lives worth living."