#try

Come, drunks and drug-takers; come perverts unnerved! Receive the laurel, given, though late, on merit; to whom and wherever deserved. Parochial punks, trimmers, nice people, joiners true-blue, Get the hell out of the way of the laurel. It is deathless And it isn't for you. ↗

— Louise Bogan

#drugs #inspirational #memorable #perversion #poetry

The deeper you go in ministry, the more the enemy wants to be an irritant in your marriage. ↗

— Kevin Thoman

#ministry #marriage

I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#poetry #inspirational

I don't write poems to melt your heart. I write them, so our hearts can melt together. ↗

— Subhan Zein

#literature #love #poetry #relationship #spiritual-poetry

Oh I know it's cliché but yeah they say that great men make it in- To places few others who even do take the risk've ever been ↗

— Criss Jami

#cliche #discovery #great-men #greatness #journey

A broken heart, too much cold beer, ocean waves and a willing man were never a good combination, no matter what the country songs said. ↗

— Patti Callahan Henry

#country-songs #men #ocean #summer #men

...they come to us, these restless dead, Shrouds woven from the words of men, With trumpets sounding overhead (The walls of hope have grown so thin And all our vaunted innocence Has withered in this endless frost) That promise little recompense For all we risk, for all we've lost... ↗

— Mira Grant

#poetry #zombies #men

Bigotry may be roughly defined as the anger of men who have no opinions. It is the resistance offered to definite ideas by that vague bulk of people whose ideas are indefinite to excess. Bigotry may be called the appalling frenzy of the indifferent. This frenzy of the indifferent is in truth a terrible thing; it has made all monstrous and widely pervading persecutions. In this degree it was not the people who cared who ever persecuted; the people who cared were not sufficiently numerous. It was the people who did not care who filled the world with fire and oppression. It was the hands of the indifferent that lit the faggots; it was the hands of the indifferent that turned the rack. There have come some persecutions out of the pain of a passionate certainty; but these produced, not bigotry, but fanaticism--a very different and a somewhat admirable thing. Bigotry in the main has always been the pervading omnipotence of those who do not care crushing out those who care in darkness and blood. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#fanaticism #ideas #moral-crusade #oppression #anger

That’s the thing about love It can take you up to the mountaintop and can drop you And the impact will either kill you or make you a new person ↗

— Kehinde Sonola

#hope #inspirational #joy #joy-of-life #klosophy

Poetry was syllable and rhythm. Poetry was the measurement of breath. Poetry was time make audible. Poetry evoked the present moment; poetry was the antidote to history. Poetry was language free from habit. ↗

— Damon Galgut

#imposter #inspirational #poetry #writing #inspirational