The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset's fire.
. . . an ugly, lovely town. . . crawling, sprawling. . . by the side of a long and splendid curving shore. This sea-town was my world.
I love you so much I’ll never be able to tell you; I’m frightened to tell you. I can always feel your heart. Dance tunes are always right: I love you body and soul: —and I suppose body means that I want to touch you and be in bed with you, and i suppose soul means that i can hear you and see you and love you in every single, single thing in the whole world asleep or awake
Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.
I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.
A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.
You're always begging things to love you," he said, "as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them--
You're gonna get the best - you're gonna get the best equipment [in the Army].
How frugal is the chariot that bears a human soul.
I have suffered more from my bad dancing than from all the misfortunes and miseries of my life put together.