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It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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poets
romance
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E.M. Forster |
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"When Great Trees Fall When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of dark, cold caves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed.
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death
i-shall-not-be-moved
life
maya-angelou
peace
poem
poems
poet
poetry
poets
soul
souls
trees
when-great-trees-fall
writers
writing
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Maya Angelou |
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Her in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.
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fall
nature
pleasure
poets
seasons
walking
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Jane Austen |
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Blessed are the weird people
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art
creative
inspirational
poets
writers
writing-life
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Jacob Nordby |
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Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and cashiers; but creative artists very seldom. I am not, as will be seen, in any sense attacking logic: I only say that this danger does lie in logic, not in imagination.
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insanity
logic-reason
poets
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G.K. Chesterton |
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Nowadays you have to be a scientist if you want to be a killer. No, no, I was neither. Ladies and gentleman of the jury, the majority of sex offenders that hanker for some throbbing, sweet-moaning, physical but not necessarily coital, relation with a girl-child, are innocuous, inadequate, passive, timid strangers who merely ask the community to allow them to pursue their practically harmless, so-called aberrant behavior, their little hot wet private acts of sexual deviation without the police and society cracking down upon them. We are not sex fiends! We do not rape as good soldiers do. We are unhappy, mild, dog-eyed gentlemen, sufficiently well integrated to control our urge in the presence of adults, but ready to give years and years of life for one chance to touch a nymphet. Emphatically, no killers are we. Poets never kill.
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pedophilia
poets
soldiers
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn. Longfellow liked the month of September. Shelley flourished in the hot months. Some poets, like Wordsworth, have gone outdoors to work. Others, like Auden, keep to the curtained room. Schiller needed the smell of rotten apples about him to make a poem. Tennyson and Walter de la Mare had to smoke. Auden drinks lots of tea, Spender coffee; Hart Crane drank alcohol. Pope, Byron, and William Morris were creative late at night. And so it goes.
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apple
apples
april
auden
autumn
burns
byron
coffee
de-la-mare
fall
hart-crane
insomnia
keats
longfellow
may
milton
morris
night
nocturnal
poetry
poets
pope
schiller
season
seasons
september
shelley
spender
spring
tea
tennyson
winter
wordsworth
writers
writing
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Helen Bevington |
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Everything you invent is true: you can be sure of that. Poetry is a subject as precise as geometry.
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creativity
poetry
poets
reality
writers
writing
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Julian Barnes |
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A poet or philosopher should have no fault to find with his age if it only permits him to do his work undisturbed in his own corner; nor with his fate if the corner granted him allows of his following his vocation without having to think about other people.
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funny
misanthropy
philosophy
poets
schopenhauer
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Arthur Schopenhauer |
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Saints and martyrs had never interested Maggie so much as sages and poets.
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poets
sages
saints
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George Eliot |
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Don't ask me any questions. I've seen how things that seek their way find their void instead.
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poet
poetry
poetry-quotes
poets
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Federico García Lorca |
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I'd spent way more years worrying about how to look like a poet -- buying black clothes, smearing on scarlet lipstick, languidly draping myself over thrift-store furniture -- than I had learning how to assemble words in some discernible order.
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poets
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Mary Karr |
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Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland
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homeland
poets
sing
war
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Jacqueline Carey |
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What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
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desire
lady-chatterley-s-lover
poets
sentiment
sex
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D.H. Lawrence |
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Men of dreams, the lovers and the poets, are better in most things than the men of my sort; the men of intellect. You take your being from your mothers. You live to the full: it is given you to love with your whole strength, to know and taste the whole of life. We thinkers, though often we seem to rule you, cannot live with half your joy and full reality. Ours is a thin and arid life, but the fullness of being is yours; yours the sap of the fruit, the garden of lovers, the joyous pleasaunces of beauty. Your home is the earth, ours the idea of it. Your danger is to be drowned in the world of sense, ours to gasp for breath in airless space. You are a poet, I a thinker. You sleep on your mother's breast, I watch in the wilderness. On me there shines the sun; on you the moon with all the stars. Your dreams are all of girls, mine of boys--
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men-of-dreams
narziss
poets
thinkers
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Hermann Hesse |
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Is it possible that the Pentateuch could not have been written by uninspired men? that the assistance of God was necessary to produce these books? Is it possible that ascertained the mechanical principles of 'Virtual Velocity,' the laws of falling bodies and of all motion; that ascertained the true position of the earth and accounted for all celestial phenomena; that discovered his three laws--discoveries of such importance that the 8th of May, 1618, may be called the birth-day of modern science; that gave to the world the Method of Fluxions, the Theory of Universal Gravitation, and the Decomposition of Light; that , , , and , almost completed the science of mathematics; that all the discoveries in optics, hydrostatics, pneumatics and chemistry, the experiments, discoveries, and inventions of , , and , of , and and of all the pioneers of progress--that all this was accomplished by uninspired men, while the writer of the Pentateuch was directed and inspired by an infinite God? Is it possible that the codes of China, India, Egypt, Greece and Rome were made by man, and that the laws recorded in the Pentateuch were alone given by God? Is it possible that and , , and , and , and all the poets of the world, and all their wondrous tragedies and songs are but the work of men, while no intelligence except the infinite God could be the author of the Pentateuch? Is it possible that of all the books that crowd the libraries of the world, the books of science, fiction, history and song, that all save only one, have been produced by man? Is it possible that of all these, the bible only is the work of God?
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alessandro-volta
benjamin-franklin
beranger
bible
bonaventura-cavalieri
bonaventura-francesco-cavalieri
books
burns
cavalieri
chemistry
china
copernicus
descartes
discoveries
egypt
euclid
experiments
fiction
franklin
fulton
galileo
galileo-galilei
galvani
goethe
gottfried-leibniz
gottfried-von-leibniz
gottfried-wilhelm-leibniz
gottfried-wilhelm-von-leibniz
greece
hydrostatics
india
inspiration
intelligence
inventions
isaac-newton
james-watt
johann-von-goethe
johann-wolfgang-von-goethe
johannes-kepler
kepler
laws-of-motion
leibniz
libraries
light
luigi-aloisio-galvani
luigi-galvani
math
mathematics
morse
newton
nicolaus-copernicus
optics
pentateuch
pierre-jean-de-béranger
pioneers
pneumatics
poets
progress
rene-descartes
richard-trevithick
robert-burns
robert-fulton
rome
samuel-finley-breese-morse
samuel-morse
schiller
science
shakespeare
songs
the-bible
theory-of-gravity
theory-of-universal-gravitation
tragedy
trevethick
volta
watt
william-shakespeare
writer
Æschylus
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Robert G. Ingersoll |
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When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at night are made for mediocre minds - like those horses that are equally good for saddle and carriage, the worst kind, that can neither jump a ditch nor pull a plow.
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poets
work
writers
writing
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Gustave Flaubert |
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It may well be on such a night of clouds and cruel colors that there is brought forth upon the earth such a portent as a respectable poet. You say you are a poet of law; I say you are a contradiction in terms. I only wonder there were not comets and earthquakes on the night you appeared in this garden.
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comets
cruel-colors
earthquakes
garden
night
poets
respectable
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G.K. Chesterton |
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That is what all poets do: they talk to themselves out loud; and the world overhears them
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poets
writers
writing
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George Bernard Shaw |
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Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets.
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poets
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Peter S. Beagle |
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I'd had a little feeling of destiny. Because, you see, what I mean about affinities is true from friendships down to even the accidental glance at someone on the street-there's always a definite reason somewhere. I think even the poets would agree with me.
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fate
friendship
patricia-highsmith
poets
red-string-of-fate
relationships
the-price-of-salt
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Patricia Highsmith |
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"Maybe I just didn't want it to be Benny because he really loves her, and if I was wrong about that, it'd be depressing. Who wants to be depressed?" "Poets," Eve decided. "You have to think they must." "Okay, other than poets."
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friends
humor
love
poets
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J.D. Robb |
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Miltons were, on the whole, the most enthusiastic poet followers. A flick through the London telephone directory would yield about four thousand John Miltons, two thousand William Blakes, a thousand or so Samuel Colleridges, five hundred Percy Shelleys, the same of Wordsworth and Keats, and a handful of Drydens. Such mass name-changing could have problems in law enforcement. Following an incident in a pub where the assailant, victim, witness, landlord, arresting officer and judge had all been called Alfred Tennyson, a law had been passed compelling each namesake to carry a registration number tattooed behind the ear. It hadn't been well received--few really practical law-enforcement measures ever are.
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law-enforcement
names
poets
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Jasper Fforde |
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Only poets and philosophers see the world as it really is, for only to them is it given to live without illusions. To see clearly is to not act.
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illusions
philosophers
poets
truth
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Fernando Pessoa |
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Le Poete est semblable au prince des nuees Qui hante la tempete et se rit de l'archer; Exile sur le sol au milieu des huees, Ses ailes de geant l'empechent de marcher.
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poets
literature
mundane
mundane-reality
poetry
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Charles Baudelaire |
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"Feminine psychology is admittedly odd, sir. The poet Pope..." "Never mind about the poet Pope, Jeeves." "No, sir."
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bertie-wooster
humor
jeeves
jeeves-and-wooster
poets
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us. Let us spend our lives in conceiving then. The poet or the artist never yet had so fair and noble a design but some of his posterity at least could accomplish it.
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artists
ideas
life
poets
reality
walden
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Henry David Thoreau |
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One could say that artists are people who think naturally in highly patterned ways.
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poets
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Helen Vendler |
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Si la liberacion no esta dentro de mi, no esta, para mi, en ninguna parte.
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freedom
poetry
poets
self-esteem
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Fernando Pessoa |
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With a little more time, patience, and hard work, and above all with a more sensitive taste for the formal aspects of arts, he would have managed to write mediocre poetry, good enough for a lady's album - and this is always a gallant thing to do, whatever you may say.
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poets
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Gustave Flaubert |
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It is as if the soul of the continent is weeping. Why does it weep? It weeps for the bones of the buffalo. It weeps for magic that has been forgotten. It weeps for the decline of poets. It weeps for the black people who think like white people. It weeps for the Indians who think like settlers. It weeps for the children who think like adults. It weeps for the free who think like prisoners. Most of all, it weeps for the cowgirls who think like cowboys.
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feminism
modern-atrocities
poets
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Tom Robbins |
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I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima
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hemingway
humor
poets
terza-rima
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Each poem leads you to the questions it makes sense to ask it.
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poets
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Helen Vendler |
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Then you are a poet?' she asked, fingering the flyer in her pocket. 'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I am merely a character in a poem.
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identity
karen-tei-yamashita
poems
poet
poetry
poets
self
stories
tropic-of-orange
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Karen Tei Yamashita |
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I find my data first in myself, not first in the poets. For if I did not find it in myself, I would not be able to find it in the poets.
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peter-kreeft
philosophy
poetry
poets
sea
water
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Peter Kreeft |
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"What was it Like?" "What was what like?" he said, although he knew. "Quick, I imagine. But you must have perceived something. A split second of vanishing awareness. A grasping at a shrinking light." "It was like being fucked in the brain."
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lexicon
poets
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Max Barry |
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The birds are in their trees, the toast is in the toaster, and the poets are at their windows. [...] The proofreaders are playing the ping-pong game of proofreading, glancing back and forth from page to page, the chefs are dicing celery and potatoes, and the poets are at their windows because it is their job for which they are paid nothing every Friday afternoon.
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poets
writing
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Billy Collins |
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The works of the great poets have never yet been read by mankind, for only great poets can read the.
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poets
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Henry David Thoreau |
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Without intending to, without even knowing it, he demonstrated with his life that his father had been right when he repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager so lucid or dangerous, than a poet.
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poetry
poets
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Gabriel García Márquez |
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For the novelist or poet, for the scientist or artist, the question is not do ideas come from, the question is how they come. The is the mystery. The how is fragile.
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artists
books
creativity
ideas
inspiration
novelists
poems
poets
science
scientists
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E.L. Konigsburg |
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"You either a poet or a homosexual." "Oh, shit, that's fucked up. Why can't I be both?"
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homosexuals
poetry
poets
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Paul Beatty |
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Ah gospodine! - reci ce sinovica; - naredite vi mirne duse da se i te knjige spale kao i druge, jer dok moj gospodar stric ozdravi od viteske bolesti, ne bi bilo cudo da njega, ako on uscita te knjige, spopadne zelja da se prometne u pastira i krene po sumama i livadama svirajuci i pjevajuci; ili, sto je jos gore, da postane pjesnik, a to je, kako vele, neizljeciva i prijelazna bolest.
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don-quixote-quotes
funny-quotes
pjesnici
poets
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
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"When I reached the vestibule of my apartment building, the campus police closed in on me. I heard Professor Edelstein shout, it's okay, he's a poet. Matter of fact, the best black ... the best poet writing today." The cops instantly backed off. I was protected by poetic immunity. I had permission to act crazy."
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poetry
poets
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Paul Beatty |
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The older poets were Ethelbert Miller, Kenneth Carroll, Brian Gilmore. It is important that I tell you their names, that you know that I have never achieved anything alone.
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poetry
poets
ta-nehisi-coates-quote
theory
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Ta-Nehisi Coates |
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People wonder at the romantic lives of poets and artists, but they should rather wonder at their gift of expression. The occurrences which pass unnoticed in the life of the average man in the existence of a writer of talent are profoundly interesting. It is the man they happen to that makes their significance.
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authors
experiences
expression
maugham
poets
w-somerset-maugham
writer
writing
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W. Somerset Maugham |