Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
Come clean with a child heartLaugh as peaches in the summer windLet rain on a house roof be a songLet the writing on your facebe a smell of apple orchards on late June.
Tell no man anything, for no man listensYet hold thy lips ready to speak.
Read the dictionary from A to Izzard today.Get a vocabulary. Brush up on your diction.See whether wisdom is just a lot of language.
A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
I’ve written some poetry I don’t understand myself
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that you do not let other people spend it for you.
To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.
There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music.
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it runs by.
Look out how you use proud words.When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back.They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can’t hear you calling -Look out how you use proud words.
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.
I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some I keep.
In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning
By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars and has a soul.
Let only the young come, Says the sea. Let them kiss my face And hear me. I am the last word And I tell Where storms and stars come from.
Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: “It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.
Stormy husky brawling City of the Big Shoulders.
Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure if they have it till the test comes. And those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes.
There are people who want to be everywhere at once and they get nowhere.
Love your neighbor as yourself but don’t take down the fence.
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
I’m an idealist: I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way.
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment.
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land wanting to fly in the air.
One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.
The past is a bucket of ashes so live not in your yesterdays nor just for tomorrow but in the here and now.
Slang is language which takes off its coat spits on its hands – and goes to work.
The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
All human actions are equivalent… and all are on principle doomed to failure.
Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split one boulder.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until, perhaps, she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.
The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.
In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.
I won’t take my religion from any man who never works except with his mouth.
I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.
I learned you can’t trust the judgment of good friends.
Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen.
Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been unexpected, unplanned by me.
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.
I’ve written some poetry I don’t understand myself.
We read Robert Browning’s poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.
When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.
When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.