If you’ve got a poem within you today, I can guarantee you a tomorrow / Poetry, like the moon, does not advertise anything / So sweet was ne’er so fatal / We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute.  We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.  And the human race is filled with passion.  And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.  But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for / As a man thinks in his heart, so is he / A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman / Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting /  Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows / Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood / Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance / Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know / Your first reaction is to move and then the shots is going off and you jumping around the backseat. I was scared the whole time. Ain’t nobody gonna tell you they ain’t scared in that situation. It’s a hit, man. You supposed to die in that situation. They’re not playing/ To have great poets there must be great audiences too / There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing / God is the perfect poet / Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason / The true poet is all the time a visionary and whether with friends or not, as much alone as a man on his death bed / Poetry is man’s rebellion against being what he is.  / And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four and twenty elders fell down before the Lamb, having every one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of saints / I’m killing my way to the truth/ Strength and wisdom are not opposing values/ A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music… and then people crowd about the poet and say to him:  “Sing for us soon again;” that is as much as to say, “May new sufferings torment your soul.” / Glorify Him in the night and after the prayers                       

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