Category: poet
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We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.
Robert Frost
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Architecture has recorded the great ideas of the human race. Not only every religious symbol, but every human thought has its page in that vast book.
Victor Hugo
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This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.
Lord Byron
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No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.
Alexander Pope
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I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.
Horace
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I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!
Victor Hugo
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There’s naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.
Lord Byron
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The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
Robert Browning
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How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
William Butler Yeats
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The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual.
Walt Whitman