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When speech comes from a quiet heart, it has the strength of the orchid, and the fragrance of rock.
— Stephen Mitchell
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk ... as strange, as still ...
A white moth flew ... Why am I grown
So cold? — Adelaide Crapsey
Out of the strange
Still dusk ... as strange, as still ...
A white moth flew ... Why am I grown
So cold? — Adelaide Crapsey
As it
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad
Like the moon. — Adelaide Crapsey
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad
Like the moon. — Adelaide Crapsey
No score in the other game betwen top club and bottom club, Switzerland and Georgia.
— Rob Hawthorne
The spirit of democracy cannot be superimposed from the outside. It must come from within.
— Mahatma Gandhi
Sometimes love is stronger than a man's convictions.
— Isaac Bashevis Singer
Seen on a night in November
How frail
Above the bulk
Of crashing water hangs,
Autumn, evanescent, wan,
The moon. — Adelaide Crapsey
How frail
Above the bulk
Of crashing water hangs,
Autumn, evanescent, wan,
The moon. — Adelaide Crapsey
In your
Curled petals what ghosts
Of blue headlands and seas,
What perfumed immortal breath sighing
Of Greece. — Adelaide Crapsey
Curled petals what ghosts
Of blue headlands and seas,
What perfumed immortal breath sighing
Of Greece. — Adelaide Crapsey
The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep? — Adelaide Crapsey
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep? — Adelaide Crapsey
I no longer believe in love," she said bitterly. "When people claim to have lost their heart, it's usually only their wits that have vanished.
— Peter Prange
No guile?
Nay, but so strangely
He moves among us. Not this
Man but Barabbas! Release to us
Barabbas! — Adelaide Crapsey
Nay, but so strangely
He moves among us. Not this
Man but Barabbas! Release to us
Barabbas! — Adelaide Crapsey
Pain ebbs,
And like cool balm,
An opiate weariness
Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed
Pale wrists. — Adelaide Crapsey
And like cool balm,
An opiate weariness
Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed
Pale wrists. — Adelaide Crapsey
rediscover the quality he possessed in
— Patrick Modiano
Be grateful for anything that still cuts. Dissonance is a beauty that familiarity hasn't destroyed yet.
— Richard Powers
My first record I owned was by Les Paul.
— Bill Wyman
If it
Were lighter touch
Than petal of flower resting
On grass, oh still too heavy it were,
Too heavy! — Adelaide Crapsey
Were lighter touch
Than petal of flower resting
On grass, oh still too heavy it were,
Too heavy! — Adelaide Crapsey
When people put my name next to (Babe) Ruth's
name it still blows me away. I'm still in awe. — Mark McGwire
name it still blows me away. I'm still in awe. — Mark McGwire
History is nothing more than the belief in the senses, the belief in falsehood.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
Is it as plainly in our living shown,
By which way the wind hath blown? — Adelaide Crapsey
By which way the wind hath blown? — Adelaide Crapsey
Why have I
thought the dew
Ephemeral when I
Shall rest so short a time, myself,
On earth? — Adelaide Crapsey
thought the dew
Ephemeral when I
Shall rest so short a time, myself,
On earth? — Adelaide Crapsey
History is not the accumulation of events of every kind which happened in the past. It is the science of human societies.
— Numa Denis Fustel De Coulanges
Sea-foam
And coral! Oh, I'll
Climb the great pasture rocks
And dream me mermaid in the sun's
Gold flood. — Adelaide Crapsey
And coral! Oh, I'll
Climb the great pasture rocks
And dream me mermaid in the sun's
Gold flood. — Adelaide Crapsey
I knowNot these my handsAnd yet I think there wasA woman like me once had handsLike these.
— Adelaide Crapsey
Not thou,
White rose, but thy
Ensanguined sister is
The dear companion of my heart's
Shed blood. — Adelaide Crapsey
White rose, but thy
Ensanguined sister is
The dear companion of my heart's
Shed blood. — Adelaide Crapsey
Thou hast
Drawn laughter from
A well of secret tears
And thence so elvish it rings, -mocking
And sweet. — Adelaide Crapsey
Drawn laughter from
A well of secret tears
And thence so elvish it rings, -mocking
And sweet. — Adelaide Crapsey
Why do
You thus devise
Evil against her?' 'For that
She is beautiful, delicate;
Therefore. — Adelaide Crapsey
You thus devise
Evil against her?' 'For that
She is beautiful, delicate;
Therefore. — Adelaide Crapsey
Still as
On windless nights
The moon-cast shadows are,
So still will be my heart when I
Am dead. — Adelaide Crapsey
On windless nights
The moon-cast shadows are,
So still will be my heart when I
Am dead. — Adelaide Crapsey
With night's
Dim veil and blue
I will cover my eyes,
I will bind close my eyes that are
So weary. — Adelaide Crapsey
Dim veil and blue
I will cover my eyes,
I will bind close my eyes that are
So weary. — Adelaide Crapsey
Dost thou
Not feel them slip,
How cold! how cold! the moon's
Thin wavering finger-tips, along
Thy throat? — Adelaide Crapsey
Not feel them slip,
How cold! how cold! the moon's
Thin wavering finger-tips, along
Thy throat? — Adelaide Crapsey
But me
They cannot touch,
Old age and death.the strange
And ignominious end of old
Dead folk! — Adelaide Crapsey
They cannot touch,
Old age and death.the strange
And ignominious end of old
Dead folk! — Adelaide Crapsey
Mother Dear, one day I'm going to turn this world upside down.
From My Brother Martin, by Christine King Farris — Martin Luther King Jr.
From My Brother Martin, by Christine King Farris — Martin Luther King Jr.
My object to venture the suggestion that an important application of phonetics to metrical problems lies in the study of phonetic word-structure.
— Adelaide Crapsey
Wouldst thou find my ashes? Look
In the pages of my book;
And as these thy hand doth turn,
Know here is my funeral urn. — Adelaide Crapsey
In the pages of my book;
And as these thy hand doth turn,
Know here is my funeral urn. — Adelaide Crapsey
Listen ... With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break free from the trees And fall.
— Adelaide Crapsey
These be Three silent things: The Falling snow ... the hour Before the dawn ... the mouth of one Just dead.
— Adelaide Crapsey
By identifying the new learning with heresy, you make orthodoxy synonymous with ignorance.
— Desiderius Erasmus
Look up ...
From bleakening hills
Blows down the light, first breath
Of wintry wind ... look up, and scent
The snow! — Adelaide Crapsey
From bleakening hills
Blows down the light, first breath
Of wintry wind ... look up, and scent
The snow! — Adelaide Crapsey