Category: poet
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Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
Virgil
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I love a Hebrew National hot dog with an ice-cold Corona – no lime. If the phone rings, I won’t answer until I’m done.
Maya Angelou
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It is so much more difficult to live with one’s body than with one’s soul. One’s body is so much more exacting: what it won’t have it won’t have, and nothing can make bitter into sweet.
D. H. Lawrence
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For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.
William Blake
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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
John Keats
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Fortune sides with him who dares.
Virgil
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I love wisdom. And you can never be great at anything unless you love it. Not be in love with it, but love the thing, admire the thing. And it seems that if you love the thing, and you don’t just want to possess it, it will find you.
Maya Angelou
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I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.
William Butler Yeats
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A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
Lord Byron
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Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne’er was, nor is, nor e’er shall be.
Alexander Pope