#poet

To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation...Love is a high inducement to the individual to ripen, to become something in himself, to become world for himself for another's sake, it is a great exacting claim upon him, something that chooses him out and calls him to vast things. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#philosophy #poetry #love

There is nothing like scrubbing toilets for a living to make you question the choices you have made in life. ↗

— Raegan Butcher

#poetry #prisoners #humor

Failure: the renewable resource. ↗

— Kay Ryan

#poetry #humor

There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists. ↗

— Roberto Bolaño

#poetry #struggle #life

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#poetry #villain #life

I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd: 'I Myself am Heav'n and Hell ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#life #persian-poetry #poetry #life

So I stared out at that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw. ↗

— Ally Carter

#life

If I never meet you In this life Let me feel the lack A glance from your eyes Then my life Will be yours ↗

— James Jones

#life

My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; ↗

— William Wordsworth

#life

Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage. ↗