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"It is only the modern that ever becomes old-fashioned."

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"I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary."

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"The Ancient Mariner would not have taken so well if it had been called The Old Sailor."

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"Every old poem is sacred."

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"I don't believe that old cliche that good things come to those who wait. I think good things come to those who want something so bad they can't sit still."

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"There's the young Jon Voight and the old Jon Voight."

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"I'm too old to do things by half."

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"We owned a bearded collie for many years. Sophie. She was old, and she died last year."

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"When I was 14 years old, I decided I could cook. It was either that or puberty."

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"The good poet sticks to his real loves, those within the realm of possibility. He never tries to hold hands with God or the human race."

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"Already old, the question Who shall die? Becomes unspoken Who is innocent?"

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"To make the child in your own image is a capital crime, for your image is not worth repeating. The child knows this and you know it. Consequently you hate each other."

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"Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die."

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"My soul is now her day, my day her night, So I lie down, and so I rise."

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"The doctor punched my vein, the captain called me Cain, upon my belly sat the sow of fear."

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"But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep."

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"The body, what is it, Father, but a sign To love the force that grows us, to give back What in Thy palm is senselessness and mud?"

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"Poetry is innocent, not wise. It does not learn from experience, because each poetic experience is unique."

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"Lastly, his tomb shall list and founder in the troughs of grass. And none shall speak his name."

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