Best 34 quotes of Harley King on MyQuotes

All things old become new again. In my youth the athletes had crew cuts and the hippies had long hair. Now the athletes have long hair and the hippies are bald.

Celebrate the gift of memory.

Haiku does not express emotion from the inside out by displaying the mind of a character. Haiku builds the emotional thrust, makes the artistic statement from the outside in, from the physical world to the mind of the reader.

Hope is a gift. Use it wisely.

I climb aboard my tricycle and pedal my heart to the stars.

I feel the healing hands of God touch my heart and kiss my soul.

If I woke up one morning and realized that all I ever was going to be was a business man, I'd probably die. All my dreams would be shattered. Early in life I had many dreams. I dreamed of being a great basketball star. I dreamed of being a preacher. I dreamed of saving the world from war and racism. And I dreamed of being a great poet. Today, I dream only of writing.

God steals my soul.

I have learned to have pride in what I do.

Many of the poets writing today are hung up on language and symbolism. If the poem does not have depth of meaning or fit a certain academic styles and standards, then it is not poetry. Poetry should relate to the man on the street who has to work for a living. Until poetry connects with the working man, it’s not going to sell; it’s not going to be of value.

May your dreams be gifts from the gods and may you open them with excitement and pleasure.

May your dreams be larger than mountains and may you have the courage to scale their summits.

May your heart be lighter today.

Memory is a sly devil that pretends to wear the cloak of truth, but deceives us both in our youth and our age.

My dream stood in the way of appreciating what I did have.

Nothing stays the same and nothing changes. What is old today will be new tomorrow. What is new today will be forgotten tomorrow.

One must give himself completely to his art and not hold back. Throw caution to the wind. Embrace the muse. Make love to your art.

Our flesh is a gift of laughter.

Over time our tears will help heal the pain and soothe the hurt.

Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words, and to journey into the depths of many multi-colored worlds.

Reading haiku is like viewing a photograph or a painting. A haiku is a moment of time, isolated, and held up for viewing.

Service to others in their time of need is a privilege and an honor.

Sometimes memory is the only gift we give ourselves and the only hope we have of finding our way home.

Sometimes that which we fear strengthens our spirit and gives us a splash of hope.

Sometimes we fight who we are, struggling against ourselves and our natures. But we must learn to accept who we are and appreciate who we become. We must love ourselves for what and who we are, and believe in our talents.

Sometimes we wait too long for the forgiveness of our fathers.

So much is buried in our lives that we forget what we have learned.

The more I try to be perfect; the more I fail.

The pain we cause will haunt our memories and eat at our souls. I do not seek forgiveness, only the emptiness of death.

Tomorrow is a memory best forgotten.

Too often our visions of the future are dull and impotent like a hammer beating the water.

We fear what we most desire.

What I really want is to be recognized as a writer; that someday, my poetry — this is an interesting paradox — would be taught in English classes; for my name, along with my poetry, to exist 500 years from now.

What’s the use of writing poetry for your peers? I don’t think I should sell my poetry to other poets. If that’s who my audience is, I’m dead, I’m not going to make any money.