#poe

Whereas story is processed in the mind in a straightforward manner, poetry bypasses rational thought and goes straight to the limbic system and lights it up like a brushfire. It's the crack cocaine of the literary world. ↗

— Jasper Fforde

#poetry #humor

There can be no forced inspiration. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #inspiration #literature #literature-quotes #philosophy

Anyone who has no need of anybody but himself is either a beast or a God." Aristotle ↗

— Bruce Wayne Sullivan

#animals #childhood-memories #dogs #good-book #life-struggles

There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. and the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling! At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language door and open the lovers window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window. ↗

— Rumi

#love #lovers #poetry #love

And what will you do now? You'll collect loves Like stamps. You've got doubles and no one Will trade you and you have the damaged ones. ↗

— Yehuda Amichai

#love

She has learned to love. To fear. To hate. And then to love again. Through it all, she writes.” ~Once Upon A Time There Was A Girl ↗

— Kimberly Kinrade

#memoir #poetry #love

So the nymphs they spoke, we kissed and laid. By noontime’s hour our love was made. Like braided chains of crocus stems, we lay entwined, I laid with them. Our breath, one glassy, tideless sea, our bodies draping wearily, we slept, I slept so lucidly, with hopes to stay this memory. ↗

— Roman Payne

#love #nymphs #poetry #sleep #spring

I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront and completely truthful you make my body forget it has knees at all. ↗

— Tyler Knott Gregson

#poetry #love

I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.” She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying. ↗

— Rumi

#poetry #love

Ourchestra: So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly. So I haven't got a horn-I'll play my nose. So we haven't any cymbals- We'll just slap our hands together, And though there may be orchestras That sound a little better With their fancy shiny instruments That cost an awful lot- Hey, we're making music twice as good By playing what we've got! ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#humor #poems #humor