A poet in his senses knocks vainly at the gates of poetry.
Ben Johnson.
“The mind may never achieve or express anything great unless emotion plays a part.”
“I know no such disease of the soul, but ignorance.”
“Things wrote with labor deserve to be so read and will last their age.”
“They that know no evil will suspect none.”
“To struggle when hope is banished. To live when life's salt is gone! To dwell in a dream that's vanished- To endure and go calmly on!”
“O for an engine to keep back all clocks!”
“He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.”
“I act as the tongue of you,... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.”
“To be a poet is to have a soul so quick to discern, that no shade of quality escapes it, and so quick to feel, that discernment is but a hand playing with finely-ordered variety on the chords of em...”
“Write the words "The FIve Senses" on an index card and tack it to a bulletin board above your desk. You should have a bulletin board above your desk, if at all possible. Some place where you can ta...”
