#poe

Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#poetry #love

The woods are lovely, dark and deep... ↗

— Robert Frost

#love

Dans la rue de rien personne ↗

— Paul Éluard

#love

...I pluck every day from my sweater or chair, red hairs...strands of significance, traces of you in my life ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #poetry-quotes #you #life

I believe in the fatal hairdo just for the love of saying fatal hairdo. ↗

— Lucia Perillo

#poets #love

Immortal amarant, a flower which once In paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er elysian flowers her amber stream: With these that never fade the spirits elect Bind their resplendent locks. ↗

— John Milton

#religion #life

I think it was Milosz, the Polish poet, who when he lay in a doorway and watched the bullets lifting the cobbles out of the street beside him realised that most poetry is not equipped for life in a world where people actually die. But some is. ↗

— Ted Hughes

#life #poetry #vasko-popa #life

I am lost in my world, invisible - unknown. Moon please lend me your light that someone will me see me. ↗

— Susie Clevenger

#darkness #invisible #lonely #lost #poetry

A hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#celestial #circling #dejan-stojanovic #dreams #forest

Dreams are our only geography—our native land. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dreams #geography #land #literature #literature-quotes