Category: poet
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I had a lovers quarrel with the world.
Robert Frost
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The business of the poet is not to find new emotions, but to use the ordinary ones and, in working them up into poetry, to express feelings which are not in actual emotions at all.
T. S. Eliot
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I have a notebook with me all the time, and I begin scribbling a few words. When things are going well, the walk does not get anywhere; I finally just stop and write.
Mary Oliver
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost
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One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
Robert Browning
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Independence is a heady draught, and if you drink it in your youth, it can have the same effect on the brain as young wine does. It does not matter that its taste is not always appealing. It is addictive and with each drink you want more.
Maya Angelou
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I am sure of nothing so little as my own intentions.
Lord Byron
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We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.
Walter Scott
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The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.
Victor Hugo