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All the fun is in how you say a thing.

I am one who has been acquainted with the night

Poetry is a reaching out forward expression, an effort to find fulfillment

For dear me, why abandon a belief
Merely because it ceases to be true

Poetry is the renewal of words, setting them free, and that's what a poet is doing: loosening the words.

Affection is an overpowering craving to be compellingly sought.

You're searching ...
For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings.
Ends and beginnings - there are no such things.
There are only middles.

He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, Good fences make good neighbors.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song.

I never feel more at home than at a ballgame.

Let's get my incantation right:
"I wish I may, I wish I might"
Give earth another satellite.

My definition of poetry (if I were forced to give one) would be this: words that have become deeds.

I could say "Elves" to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself.

The difference between a job and a career is the difference between forty and sixty hours a week.

There is absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush. Everybody should be free to go slow.

The footpath down to the well is healed.

The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.

Originality and initiative are what I ask for my country.

The first thing I do in any town I come to is ask if it has a bookstore.

How many things have to happen to you before something occurs to you?

Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.

Freedom lies in being bold.

The only way round is through.

God once declared He was true
And then took the veil and withdrew ...

We ran as if to meet the moon.

The problem for the King is just how strict
The lack of liberty, the squeeze of the law
And discipline should be in school and state ...

The people I am most afraid of are those who are the most afraid.

For hard it is to keep from being King
When it's in you and in the situation.

And nothing to look backward to with pride, and nothing to look forward to with hope.

Education doesn't change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.

All those who try to go it sole alone, Too proud to be beholden for relief, Are absolutely sure to come to grief.

There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.

Nature's never quite
Sure she hasn't erred
In her vague design ...

I could define poetry this way: it is that which is lost out of both prose and verse in translation.

I write to find out what I didn't know I knew.

Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting.

A bird half wakened in the lunar noon
Sang halfway through its little inborn tune.

I turned to speak to God About the world's despair But to make bad matters worse I found God wasn't there.

I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.

I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down.

He says the best way out is always through. / And I can agree to that, or in so far / As that I can see no way out but through

It takes all sorts of in and outdoor schooling To get adapted to my kind of fooling.

God turned to speak to me
(Don't anybody laugh);
God found I wasn't there
At least not over half.

Leaves and bark, leaves and bark,
To lean against and hear in the dark.
Petals I may have once pursued.
Leaves are all my darker mood.

I hope to leave behind a few poems it will be hard to get rid of.

I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

Don't be agnostic - be something.

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

...all the fun's in how you say a thing.

End is a gloomy word.

How are we to write
The Russian novel in America
As long as life goes so unterribly?

The heart can think of no devotion
Greater than being shore to the ocean-
Holding the curve of one position,
Counting an endless repetition.

A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.

The chance is the remotest, Of its going much longer unnoticed, That I'm not keeping pace With the headlong human race

The brain is a wonderful organ; it starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office.

Not to sink under being man and wife,
But get some color and music out of life?

Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.

A poem begins with a lump in the throat

Come over the hills and far with me
And be my love in the rain.

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

We love the things we love for what they are.

One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

Let me be the one To do what is done.

I go to school the youth to learn the future.

If you don't know how great this country is, I know someone who does; Russia.

Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.

Fortunately, we don't need to know how bad an age is. There is something we can always be doing without reference to how good or bad the age is.

Families break up when they get hints you don't intend and miss hints that you do.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.

Loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To everything on earth the compass round

But this we know, the obstacle that checked
And tripped the body, shot the spirit on
Further than target ever showed or shone.

The beauty of enmity is insecurity; the beauty of friendship is in security.

The only way out is to go through

Poetry is play. I'd even rather have you think of it as a sport. For instance, like football.

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away / You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.

What we live by we die by.

The line storm clouds fly tattered and swift,
The road is forlorn all day, ...

By faithfully working eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.

Nobody was ever meant to remember or invent what he did with every cent.

Life must be kept up at a great rate in order to absorb any considerable amount of learning.

No, in country money, the country scale of gain,
The requisite lift of spirit has never been found ...

There are tones of voices that mean more than words.

You have freedom when you're easy in your harness.

An idea is a feat of association.

Everything written is as good as it is dramatic. It need not declare itself in form, but it is drama or nothing.

Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes
Is the deed ever truly done
For Heaven and the future's sakes

Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.

Nothing gold can stay.

What are we?
Young or new?
We must be something.

Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow ...

Poets need not go to Niagara to write about the force of falling water.

Humor is the most engaging cowardice.

The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods.

It's a funny thing that when a man hasn't anything on earth to worry about, he goes off and gets married.

Poets are like baseball pitchers. both have their moments. the intervals are the tough things.

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

Before now poetry has taken notice
Of wars, and what are wars but politics
Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody?

The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.

To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.