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  • #1
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #2
    Robert Frost
    “The Road Not Taken

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.”
    Robert Frost

  • #3
    E.E. Cummings
    “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #4
    Robert Frost
    “Some say the world will end in fire,
    Some say in ice.
    From what I've tasted of desire,
    I hold with those who favor fire.
    But if it had to perish twice
    I think I know enough of hate
    To say that for destruction ice
    Is also great
    And would suffice.”
    Robert Frost

  • #5
    Leonardo da Vinci
    “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
    Leonardo da Vinci

  • #6
    Lemony Snicket
    “A man of my acquaintance once wrote a poem called "The Road Less Traveled", describing a journey he took through the woods along a path most travelers never used. The poet found that the road less traveled was peaceful but quite lonely, and he was probably a bit nervous as he went along, because if anything happened on the road less traveled, the other travelers would be on the road more frequently traveled and so couldn't hear him as he cried for help. Sure enough, that poet is dead.”
    Lemony Snicket, The Slippery Slope

  • #7
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Still round the corner there may wait
    A new road or a secret gate
    And though I oft have passed them by
    A day will come at last when I
    Shall take the hidden paths that run
    West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #8
    Ian Fleming
    “You only live twice:
    Once when you are born
    And once when you look death in the face”
    Ian Fleming, You Only Live Twice

  • #9
    Robert Frost
    “A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
    Robert Frost

  • #10
    Neil Gaiman
    “She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

    She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #11
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go
    To heal my heart and drown my woe
    Rain may fall, and wind may blow
    And many miles be still to go
    But under a tall tree will I lie
    And let the clouds go sailing by”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #12
    Charles Baudelaire
    “One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.”
    Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen

  • #13
    Novalis
    “Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.”
    Novalis

  • #14
    Anne Sexton
    “Watch out for intellect,
    because it knows so much it knows nothing
    and leaves you hanging upside down,
    mouthing knowledge as your heart
    falls out of your mouth.”
    Anne Sexton, The Complete Poems

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #16
    Pablo Neruda
    “It was at that age
    that poetry came in search of me.”
    Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

  • #17
    Shel Silverstein
    “The Little Boy and the Old Man

    Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
    Said the old man, "I do that too."
    The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
    I do that too," laughed the little old man.
    Said the little boy, "I often cry."
    The old man nodded, "So do I."
    But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
    Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
    And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
    I know what you mean," said the little old man.”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #18
    E.E. Cummings
    “nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
    the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
    compels me with the colour of its countries,
    rendering death and forever with each breathing

    (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)
    nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands

    -excerpt of #35 from "100 Selected Poems”
    e.e. cummings

  • #19
    Meher Baba
    “Don't Worry Be Happy”
    Meher Baba

  • #21
    Randall Jarrell
    “A poet is a man who manages, in a lifetime of standing out in thunderstorms, to be struck by lightning five or six times.”
    Randall Jarell

  • #22
    Winston S. Churchill
    “Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.”
    Winston S. Churchill

  • #23
    J.K. Rowling
    “If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #24
    J.K. Rowling
    “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #25
    J.K. Rowling
    “It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #26
    J.K. Rowling
    “The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #27
    J.K. Rowling
    “Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
    "After all this time?"
    "Always," said Snape.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #28
    Oscar Wilde
    “One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell one anything.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #29
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #30
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But finally there are still others which a man is even afraid to tell himself, and every decent man has a considerable number of such things stored away. That is, one can even say that the more decent he is, the greater the number of such things in his mind.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky

  • #31
    Charles Bukowski
    “there's a bluebird in my heart that
    wants to get out
    but I'm too clever, I only let him out
    at night sometimes
    when everybody's asleep.
    I say, I know that you're there,
    so don't be
    sad.
    then I put him back,
    but he's singing a little
    in there, I haven't quite let him
    die
    and we sleep together like
    that
    with our
    secret pact
    and it's nice enough to
    make a man
    weep, but I don't
    weep, do
    you?”
    Charles Bukowski



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