Popular Quotes Through Time

I still say the only education worth anything is self-education.

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

What is required is sight and insight- then you might add one more: excite.

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.

Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.

It comes down to a doubt about the wisdomOf having children after having had them,So there is nothing we can do about itBut warn the children they perhaps should have none.

I always entertain great hopes.

Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.

When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.

Butterflies...flowers that fly and all but sing.

What you want, what you're hanging around in the world waiting for, is for something to occur to you.

We can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors, with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure.

Of all crimes the worstIs to steal the gloryFrom the great and brave,Even more accursedThan to rob the grave.

All thought is a feat of association; having what's in front of you bring up something in your mind that you almost didn't know you knew.

The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March.

The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.

It is absurd to think that the only way to tell if a poem is lasting is to wait and see if it lasts. The right reader of a good poem can tell the moment it strikes him that he has taken an immortal wound-that he will never get over it.

Heaven gives its glimpses only to those not in position to look too close.

Your first discipline is your vocabulary; then your grammar and your punctuation Then, in your exuberance and bounding energy you say you're going to add to that. Then you add rhyme and meter. And your delight is in that power.

Any eye is an evil eye That looks in on to a mood apart.