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Life is a poem most people never read. ↗

— Laurence Overmire

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Whenever you touch a poem that caresses your soul, breathe it gently for it might be the wind that perfects your life's goal. ↗

— A. Saleh

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At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls. ↗

— Aberjhani

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Last night your thin walls invited me to the party next door / reminded me I am a quiet person in a quiet life. ↗

— Drew Myron

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Many are poets, but without the name; For what is Poesy but to create From overfeeling Good or Ill; and aim At an external life beyond our fate, And be the new Prometheus of new men, Bestowing fire from Heaven, and then, too late, Finding the pleasure given repaid with pain ↗

— George Gordon Byron

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No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is the sureness of ourselves. Time may make us rugged, ragged round the edges, but know and understand that love is still the safest place to land. ↗

— Rod McKuen

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Then a hundred sad voices lifted a wail, And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale: 'Time is short, life is short,' they took up the tale: 'Life is sweet, love is sweet, use to-day while you may; Love is sweet, and to-morrow may fail; Love is sweet, use to-day. ↗

— Christina Rossetti

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Answers I kept my answers small and kept them near; Big questions bruised my mind but still I let Small answers be a bullwark to my fear. The huge abstractions I kept from the light; Small things I handled and caressed and loved. I let the stars assume the whole of night. But the big answers clamoured to be moved Into my life. Their great audacity Shouted to be acknowledged and believed. Even when all small answers build up to Protection of my spirit, still I hear Big answers striving for their overthrow. And all the great conclusions coming near ↗

— Edith Sitwell

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Wedding Hymn Father, within Thy House today We wait Thy kindly love to see; Since thou hast said in truth that they Who dwell in love are one with Thee, Bless those who for Thy blessing wait, Their love accept and consecrate. Dear Lord of love, whose Heart of Fire, So full of pity for our sin, Was once in that Divine Desire Broken, Thy Bride to woo and win: Look down and bless them form above And keep their hearts alight with love. Blest Spirit, who with life and light Didst quicken chaos to Thy praise, Whose energy, in sin's despite, Still lifts our nature up to grace; Bless those who here in troth consent. Creator, crown Thy Sacrament. Great One in Three, of Whom are named All families in earth and heaven, Hear us, who have Thy promise claimed, And let a wealth of grace be given; Grant them in life and death to be Each knit to each, and both to Thee. ↗

— Robert Hugh Benson

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The world's an incessant transformation, and to meditate is awareness, with no clinging to, no working on, the mind. It is a floating; ever-moving; 'marvellous emptiness'. Only absorption in such a practice will release us from the accidents, and appetites, of life. And upon this leaf one shall cross over the stormy sea, among the dragon-like waves. ↗

— Robert Gray

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