poetry

"One need not be a chamber to be haunted."

"Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them."

"and I ask myself and you, which of our visions will claim uswhich will we claimhow will we go on livinghow will we touch, what will we knowwhat will we say to each other."

"Every beginning has an end and every end has a new beginning, don't worry, broken soul, life will one day come to an end."

"If you are a dreamer come inIf you are a dreamer a wisher a liarA hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyerIf youre a pretender com sit by my fireFor we have some flax golden tales to spinCome in! Come in!"

"Your war drum ain't / louder than this breath."

"She plants love, and she grows roses. The fragrance of romance comes from the blossom that blooms in the heart."

"I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity."

"Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return'd; Yet out of that, I have written these songs.)"

"Living together/ is one move closer/ to living apart"

"Every word was once a poem."

"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting."

"because some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold,but just beautiful to listen to."

"I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake."

"I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops."

"Cada vez que te enamores no expliques a nadie nada, deja que el amor te invada sin entrar en pormenores"

"Into my heart an air that killsFrom yon far country blows:What are those blue remembered hills,What spires, what farms are those?That is the land of lost content,I see it shining plain,The happy highways where I wentAnd cannot come again."

"Poetry is what gets lost in translation."

"HereI'm here-the snow falling."

"So for now,I will miss you like I’ll never see you again,And the next time I see you,I will kiss you like I’ll never kiss you again,And when I fall asleep beside you I will fall asleep as if I’ll never wake up again,because I don’t know if I will.I don’t know if I will.- I Will Love You Like The World Is Ending"