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  • #1
    David Foster Wallace
    “Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #2
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #3
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #4
    Victor Hugo
    “Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”
    Victor Hugo

  • #5
    Walt Whitman
    “Resist much, obey little.”
    Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

  • #6
    Plato
    “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
    Plato

  • #7
    Chad Sugg
    “If you're reading this...
    Congratulations, you're alive.
    If that's not something to smile about,
    then I don't know what is.”
    Chad Sugg, Monsters Under Your Head

  • #8
    Leonardo da Vinci
    “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
    Leonardo da Vinci

  • #9
    G.K. Chesterton
    “Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
    G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions

  • #10
    E.E. Cummings
    “Unbeing dead isn't being alive.”
    E. E. Cummings

  • #11
    Shel Silverstein
    “If you are a dreamer come in
    If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar
    A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer
    If youre a pretender com sit by my fire
    For we have some flax golden tales to spin
    Come in!
    Come in!”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #12
    Pablo Neruda
    “I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

    I hunger for your sleek laugh,
    your hands the color of a savage harvest,
    hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
    I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

    I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
    the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
    I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

    and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
    hunting for you, for your hot heart,
    Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #13
    Kahlil Gibran
    “Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,
    That we may record our emptiness.”
    Kahlil Gibran

  • #14
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Still round the corner there may wait
    A new road or a secret gate
    And though I oft have passed them by
    A day will come at last when I
    Shall take the hidden paths that run
    West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #15
    Neil Gaiman
    “She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

    She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #16
    T.S. Eliot
    “This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.”
    T.S. Eliot

  • #17
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #18
    Robert Frost
    “A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
    Robert Frost

  • #19
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go
    To heal my heart and drown my woe
    Rain may fall, and wind may blow
    And many miles be still to go
    But under a tall tree will I lie
    And let the clouds go sailing by”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #20
    Charles Baudelaire
    “One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.”
    Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen

  • #21
    Shel Silverstein
    “The Little Boy and the Old Man

    Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
    Said the old man, "I do that too."
    The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
    I do that too," laughed the little old man.
    Said the little boy, "I often cry."
    The old man nodded, "So do I."
    But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
    Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
    And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
    I know what you mean," said the little old man.”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #22
    Clive Barker
    “I dreamed I spoke in another's language,
    I dreamed I lived in another's skin,
    I dreamed I was my own beloved,
    I dreamed I was a tiger's kin.

    I dreamed that Eden lived inside me,
    And when I breathed a garden came,
    I dreamed I knew all of Creation,
    I dreamed I knew the Creator's name.

    I dreamed--and this dream was the finest--
    That all I dreamed was real and true,
    And we would live in joy forever,
    You in me, and me in you.”
    Clive Barker, Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War

  • #23
    T.S. Eliot
    “Do I dare
    Disturb the universe?
    In a minute there is time
    For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.”
    T.S. Eliot

  • #24
    Emily Dickinson
    “If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
    Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters

  • #25
    E.E. Cummings
    “listen: there’s a hell
    of a good universe next door; let’s go”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #26
    Saul Williams
    “Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again - the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned, that the world's greatest resource is love, and maybe even that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God, all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time, circumstance, and understanding”
    Saul Williams, , said the shotgun to the head.

  • #27
    Pablo Neruda
    “We the mortals touch the metals,
    the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,
    knowing they will go on, inert or burning,
    and I was discovering, naming all the these things:
    it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.”
    Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day

  • #28
    Daphne Gottlieb
    “you can take this mouth
    this wound you want
    but you can't kiss
    and make it
    better.”
    Daphne Gottlieb, Why Things Burn

  • #29
    Jasper Fforde
    “Whereas story is processed in the mind in a straightforward manner, poetry bypasses rational thought and goes straight to the limbic system and lights it up like a brushfire. It's the crack cocaine of the literary world.”
    Jasper Fforde, First Among Sequels

  • #30
    Kobayashi Issa
    “Never forget:
    we walk on hell,
    gazing at flowers.”
    Kobayashi Issa



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