"But mostly not for nothing never quite for nothing even stillest night when air too still for even the lightest leaf to sound no not to sound to carry too still for even the lightest leaf to carry the brief way here and not die the sound not die on the brief way the wave not die away."

Poetry, Persistence, Sound, Existence

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"I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty."

Richelle E. Goodrich, American Poet

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"A poet is not an inventor. A poet is a player that plays with words on the field of human imagination to excite a reader's mind with the colors of emotion."

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"Old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know."

J. R. R. Tolkien, English Novelist

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"Amore is loveconfessed to you in haiku.Do you love me too?"

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"The lamp hummed:'Regard the moon,La lune ne garde aucune rancune,She winks a feeble eye,She smiles into corners.She smoothes the hair of the grass.The moon has lost her memory.A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,Her hand twists a paper rose,That smells of dust and old Cologne,She is aloneWith all the old nocturnal smellsThat cross and cross across her brain."The reminiscence comesOf sunless dry geraniumsAnd dust in crevices,Smells of chestnuts in the streets,And female smells in shuttered rooms,And cigarettes in corridorsAnd cocktail smells in bars."

T. S. Eliot, American Poet

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"Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them."

Friedrich Nietzsche, German Philosopher

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"Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves."

T. S. Eliot, American Poet

Poetry, Time, Feelings, Being

"It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road."

Virginia Woolf, British Author

Poetry, Movement, Memory, Time

"In a real poem a sound does not swallow a letter, but a letter swallows a sound."

Dejan Stojanovic, Serbian Philosopher

Poetry, Sound, Art, Expression, Creativity

"Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig."

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"The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh."

Quality

"One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second."

Mortality

"But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head."

Writing

"There are two moments worthwhile in writing, the one when you start and the other when you throw it in the waste-paper basket."

Writing

"To have been always what I am - and so changed from what I was."

Change

"It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible."

Emotion

"Spend the years of learning squanderingCourage for the years of wanderingThrough a world politely turningFrom the loutishness of learning."

Learning

"And on the threshold of being no more I succeed in being another."

Death

"All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better."

Motivation

"In reality I said nothing at all, but I heard a murmur, something gone wrong with the silence, and I pricked up my ears, like an animal I imagine, which gives a start and pretends to be dead."

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