Poetry Or Roses Quotes
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To feel keenly the poetry of a morning's roses, one has to have just escaped from the claws of this vulture which we call sickness.
— Henri Frederic Amiel
Why cry over dried flowers?
They're meant to be straw.
Why cry over miniature roses?
They're meant to be small. — Marilyn Chin
They're meant to be straw.
Why cry over miniature roses?
They're meant to be small. — Marilyn Chin
All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen.
A far sea moves in my ear. — Sylvia Plath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen.
A far sea moves in my ear. — Sylvia Plath
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
— Jean Cocteau
— Jean Cocteau
That was how evil magnified itself: it took root in the young and grew along with them.
— Claudia Gray
Everyone makes sexy sounds; relatively few, sexy sights.
— Mason Cooley
You may be interested to know that we've just broken the sound barrier!" "All right, own up. Who broke it?
— Terry Pratchett
Uhm, let go of that bossy vine, Tarzan, this Jane don't swing that way. I said I'm not
going. — Inez Kelley
going. — Inez Kelley
She is forever beautiful just like the roses.
— Avijeet Das
I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.
— Siri Hustvedt
Do not believe yourself healthy. Immortality is health; this life is a long sickness.
— Saint Augustine
Hopefully I can be a good light in the hockey world and promote faith as something that's really real.
— Mike Fisher
I do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses — E. E. Cummings
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses — E. E. Cummings
The societies to which I have been exposed seemed to me largely machines for the suppression of women.
— Cormac McCarthy
Someday you will name me,
then gently place those burning
holy roses in my hair.
[Songs of Longing] — Rainer Maria Rilke
then gently place those burning
holy roses in my hair.
[Songs of Longing] — Rainer Maria Rilke
They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for awhile, then closes
Within a dream. — Ernest Dowson
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for awhile, then closes
Within a dream. — Ernest Dowson
Home is where we tie one end of the thread of life.
— Martin Buxbaum