#poetry

Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else. ↗

— William Hazlitt

#cannot #contempt #else #heart #himself

I credit poetry for making this space-walk possible. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#i #making #poetry #possible

A public expectation, it has to be said, not of poetry as such but of political positions variously approvable by mutually disapproving groups. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#expectation #groups #mutually #poetry #political

In fact, in lyric poetry, truthfulness becomes recognizable as a ring of truth within the medium itself. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#fact #in fact #itself #lyric #medium

Manifesting that order of poetry where we can at last grow up to that which we stored up as we grew. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#grow #grow up #last #manifesting #order

The fact of the matter is that the most unexpected and miraculous thing in my life was the arrival in it of poetry itself - as a vocation and an elevation almost. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#arrival #elevation #fact #itself #life

The subject of Finnish poetry ought to have a special interest for the Japanese student, if only for the reason that Finnish poetry comes more closely in many respects to Japanese poetry than any other form of Western poetry. ↗

— Lafcadio Hearn

#closely #comes #finnish #form #interest

There is one type of ideal woman very seldom described in poetry - the old maid, the woman whom sorrow or misfortune prevents from fulfilling her natural destiny. ↗

— Lafcadio Hearn

#destiny #fulfilling #her #ideal #maid

But every great scripture, whether Hebrew, Indian, Persian, or Chinese, apart from its religious value will be found to have some rare and special beauty of its own; and in this respect the original Bible stands very high as a monument of sublime poetry and of artistic prose. ↗

— Lafcadio Hearn

#artistic #beauty #bible #chinese #every

I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t'inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee. ↗

— Ben Jonson

#death