Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing, How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead and how In the grave all love shall sleep Love is aweary now – James Joyce
Was an effort made to create this? Was an effort made to overcome this? Is good art the capitulation of the artist?
Don't underestimate the power of pretty scientific models! On the catwalk of the universe they are all we have.
the I is a by-light a grievance by a wild fire the grammar of layered time
The problem with an inferiority complex is that those affected by it look down on their own knowledge. This strongly impedes their ability to take in new knowledge because they cannot integrate it with what they already know.
The meaning of life is thus a bit like playing with a live hand grenade. Once you pass it on to somebody else, you are safe. - Yuval Noah Harari
Don’t ask what Putin can do for you, ask what you can do for Putin – D. Trump
An earlier version of this obituary misstated the name of Mr. Hoagland’s first poetry collection. It is “Sweet Ruin,” not “Sweet Rain.”
"You are colonizing a place in my mind that i didn't know existed before, so, can i call it home?"
Te only thing more important than health, is a sense of purpose.
I seek the company of others not to celebrate my narcissism, but to suppress it.
"The secret courtesy that courses like ichor Through the old form of the rude, full-scale joke, Impossible to tell in writing." - Robert Pinsky, Impossible to Tell
My words that are idiot contracts written to the music of escape.
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function. - F. Scott Fitzgerald
I want my words to live in a redeeming, magnificent song to worship the hole in freedom
Poem , in which we are not immortal but our identities dissolve in- to one another and we are only a little bit afraid to call it love
Madness is tragedy deprived of time
Call me if you are a publisher and I will see if I can mention you in my next poem
Not what you do professionally but what can entertain you defines who you are.
Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. William Shakespeare
But how can art keep us alive when it cannot kill us?
Free speech is the whole thing, the whole ball game. Free speech is life itself. - Salman Rushdie
“Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: All of them make me laugh.” — W.H. Auden
Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before. - Audre Lorde