#poet

I am stuffing your mouth with your promises and watching you vomit them out upon my face. ↗

— Anne Sexton

#poetry #truth #life

Poetry puts starch in your backbone so you can stand, so you can compose your life. ↗

— Maya Angelou

#life

I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chatted all the way; But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow; And ne’er a word said she; But, oh! The things I learned from her, When Sorrow walked with me. ↗

— Robert Browning Hamilton

#poetry #experience

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why. ↗

— Tupac Shakur

#poetry-quotes #life

Poetry is not the most important thing in life... I'd much rather lie in a hot bath reading Agatha Christie and sucking sweets. ↗

— Dylan Thomas

#poetry #reading #life

Nobody wanted your dance, Nobody wanted your strange glitter, your floundering Drowning life and your effort to save yourself, Treading water, dancing the dark turmoil, Looking for something to give. ↗

— Ted Hughes

#drowning #poetry #life

There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists. ↗

— Roberto Bolaño

#poetry #struggle #life

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#poetry #villain #life

I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd: 'I Myself am Heav'n and Hell ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#life #persian-poetry #poetry #life

So I stared out at that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw. ↗

— Ally Carter

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