Robert Graves Quotes
Top 77 wise famous quotes and sayings by Robert Graves
Robert Graves Famous Quotes & Sayings
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The remarkable thing about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good.
One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.
The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.
Take your delight in momentariness, Walk between dark and dark a shining space With the grave 's narrowness, though not its peace.
A well chosen anthology is a complete dispensary of medicine for the more common mental disorders, and may be used as much for prevention as cure.
Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their heart's desire ...
Kill if you must, but never hate: Man is but grass and hate is blight, The sun will scorch you soon or late, Die wholesome then, since you must fight
The award of a pure gold medal for poetry would flatter the recipient unduly: no poem ever attains such carat purity.
I don't really feel my poems are mine at all. I didn't create them out of nothing. I owe them to my relations with other people.
New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.
there are two different ways of writing history: one is to persuade men to virtue and the other is to compel men to truth.
I was last in Rome in AD 540 when it was full of Goths and their heavy horses. It has changed a great deal since then.
Hate is a fear, and fear is rot That cankers root and fruit alike, Fight cleanly then, hate not, fear not, Strike with no madness when you strike.
But [I] had sworn on the very day of my demobilization never to be under anyone's orders for the rest of my life. Somehow I must live by writing.
I think,' said Arete with warmth, 'that to go to sleep on a problem which one is too lazy to solve is a most foolish procedure.
As you are woman, so be lovely: As you are lovely, so be various, Merciful as constant, constant as various, So be mine, as I yours for ever.
He was always boasting of his ancestors, as stupid people do who are aware that they have done nothing themselves to boast about.
A song? What laughter or what song
Can this house remember?
Do flowers and butterflies
Belong to a blind December?
Can this house remember?
Do flowers and butterflies
Belong to a blind December?
Intuition is the supra-logic that cuts out all the routine processes of thought and leaps straight from the problem to the answer.
Peleus lived to a good age and survived his famous son Achilles, an initiate of the Centaur Horse fraternity, who was killed at the siege of Troy.
Yet let me warn you to beware of the one-sandalled man: he will hate you, and before he has done his hatred will make mince-meat of you.
I was thinking, So, I'm Emperor, am I? What nonsense! But at least I'll be able to make people read my books now.
True poetry (inspired by the Muse and her prime symbol, the moon) even today is a survival, or intuitive re-creation, of the ancient Goddess-worship.
Black drinks the sun and draws all colours into it.
I am bleached white, my truant love. Come back,
and stain me with the intensity of black.
I am bleached white, my truant love. Come back,
and stain me with the intensity of black.
You know how it is when one talks of liberty. Everything seems beautifully simple. One expects every gate to open and every wall to fall flat.
Though philosophers like to define poetry as irrational fancy, for us it is practical, humorous, reasonable way of being ourselves.
Time is not the stable moving-staircase that prosemen have for centuries pretended it to be, but an unaccountable wibble-wobble
As was the custom in such cases, the pear tree was charged with murder and sentenced to be uprooted and burned.
Lovers to-day and for all time Preserve the meaning of my rhyme: Love is not kindly nor yet grim But does to you as you to him.
You mean that people who continue virtuous in an old-fashioned way must inevitably suffer in times like these?
Because the world is in a sick condition and we are all somehow infected, against our will, even if we think we are whole in mind and soul and body.
This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet's destiny is to love.
The function of poetry is religious invocation of the muse; its use is the experience of mixed exaltation and horror that her presence excites.
If I were a girl, I'd despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them.