The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.
Author: admin Quotes
Create Personalise WishesNature’s first green is gold, Her…
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I – I took the one less traveled
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Half the world is composed of people…
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can’t, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.
18Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
Education is the ability to listen…
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
80These woods are lovely, dark and…
These woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Let woman out of the home, let…
Let woman out of the home, let man into it, should be the aim of education. The home needs man, and the world outside needs woman.
433To serve is beautiful, but only…
Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased
Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased. It comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought.
302The truly creative mind in any…
The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that
without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.
Many people lose the small joys…
When I think of talking, it is…
When I think of talking, it is of course with a woman. For talking at its best being an inspiration, it wants a corresponding divine quality of receptiveness, and where will you find this but in a woman?
401The sound of a kiss is not so loud…
Where we love is home, home that…
The morning cup of coffee has an…
The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce.
13The best of a book is not the thought…
The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts
16The books we read should be chosen…
The books we read should be chosen with great care, that they may be, as an Egyptian king wrote over his library,’The medicines of the soul
16Men do not quit playing because…
I find the great thing in this…
I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving – we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it – but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.
18Every now and then a man’s mind…
Every now and then a man’s mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.
16What refuge is there for the victim…
What refuge is there for the victim who is oppressed with the feeling that there are a thousand new books he ought to read, while life is only long enough for him to attempt to read a hundred?
23A man’s mind is stretched by a…
A man’s mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.
14I really don’t know why it is that…
I really don’t know why it is that all of us are so committed to the sea, except I think it’s because in addition to the fact that the sea changes, and the light changes, and ships change, it’s because we all came from the sea. And it is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea – whether it is to sail or to watch it – we are going back from whence we came.
[Remarks at the Dinner for the America’s Cup Crews, September 14 1962]
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