Best 1314 quotes in «poet quotes» category

The critic ... should be not merely a poet, not merely a philosopher, not merely an observer, but tempered of all three.

The deity on purpose [sings] the liveliest of all lyrics through the most miserable poet.

The difference between a poet and a philosopher is that the poet sees logically and describes basically the beauty whereas the philosopher defines the basics and shows the beauty of logics.

The discoverer and the poet are inventors; and they are so because their mental vision detects the unapparent, unsuspected facts, almost as vividly as ocular vision rests on the apparent and familiar.

The earnings of a poet could be reckoned by a metaphysician rather than a bookkeeper.

The duty of a lyrical poet is not to express or explain, it is to intensify life.

The emperor would prefer the poet to keep away from politics, the emperor's domain, so that he can manage things the way he likes.

The engineers of the future will be poets.

The eye is the notebook of the poet.

The fellow is either a madman or a poet.

The first time I ever cried in a movie was in Dead Poet's Society.

The great poet draws his creations only from out of his own reality.

The greatest tragedy that can befall a poet is to be praised by being misunderstood.

The great artist, whether he be musician, painter, or poet, is known for this absolute unexpectedness.

The great thing about living until you get a bit older if you are a writer, and especially a poet, is that you have more life to reflect on. And I think that if I am better now - and I think that I am probably better than I was - is because that I simply have more to think about, more to get under control, more to understand.

The ideal scientist thinks like a poet and works like a bookkeeper

The immature poet imitates, the mature poet plagiarizes.

The inimitable writer Maxine Hong Kingston published a book in 2002 with the title To Be the Poet. However, in contrast to the transformatory distinctions Kingston makes between the conditions of being a prose writer and "the poet," my multigenre impulses incline me to a broader transformation: to be a writer.

The importance of poetry is not measured, finally, by what the poet says but by how he says it.

The Irish believed that gods, druids, poets, and others in touch with the magical world could be literal shape-shifters

The interesting thing is that you don't often meet a poet who doesn't have a sense of humour, and some of them do keep it out of their poems because they're afraid of being seen as light versifiers.

The Language Poets are writing only about language itself. The Ashbery poets are writing only about poetry itself. That seems to me a kind of dead end.

The kind of poetry to avoid in the pretty-pretty kind that pleased our grandmothers, the kind that Longfellow and Tennyson, good poets at their best, wrote at their worst.

The more the merely human part of the poet remains a mystery, the more willing is the reverence given to his divine mission.

The logic of the poet - that is, the logic of language or the experience itself - develops the way a living organism grows: it spreads out towards what it loves, and is heliotropic, like a plant.

The man is either mad or his is making verses. [Lat., Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.]

The most original sin is not the thinker's but the poet's.

The nearest we approach God ...is as creative beings. The poet, by echoing the primary imagination, recreates. Through his work he forces those who read him to do the same, thus bringing them... nearer to the actual being of God as displayed in action.

Then read from the treasured volume the poem of thy choice, and lend to the rhyme of the poet the beauty of thy voice.

Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy to catch me, just at dinner-time.

The people fancy they hate poetry, and they are all poets and mystics.

Theodore Roethke was a poet I was raised with so he has a lot of sentimental value for me.

The people must grant a hearing to the best poets they have else they will never have better.

The only advice [for new writers and poets] I can offer is to be yourself: not the self someone else wants you to be, but the self you are. Enjoy yourself and your life. But most of all travel and eat. That's how we learn.

The poet presents his thoughts festively, on the carriage of rhythm: usually because they could not walk.

The philosopher proves that the philosopher exists. The poet merely enjoys existence.

The player envies only the player, the poet envies only the poet.

The poem that comes closest to saying what I think is the one in Human Wishes called "Rusia en 1931." This poem is about [Osip] Mandelstam, who was a great poet and an anti-Stalinist, and [Cesar] Vallejo, who was a great poet and a Stalinist.

The poet exposes himself to the risk. All that has been said about poetry, all that he has learned about poetry, is only a partial assurance.

The poet and the painter are only truly great by the mutual influences of their studies, and the jealousy of glory has only produced an idle contest.

The poet doesn't invent. He listens.

The poet is a madman lost in adventure.

The poet is the man made to solve the riddle of the universe who brings the whole soul of man into activity.

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

The poet, like the lover, is a person unable to reconcile what he knows with what he feels. His peculiarity is that he is under a certain compulsion to do so.

The poets are supposed to liberate the words – not chain them in phrases. Who told the poets they were supposed to think? Poets are meant to sing and to make words sing. Writers don't own their words. Since when do words belong to anybody? 'Your very own words,' indeed! And who are you?

The poets are nothing but interpreters of the gods, each one possessed by the divinity to whom he is in bondage.

The poets began drifting away from churches as the jurists grew louder and more insistent.

The poet sees things as they look. Is this having a faculty the less? or a sense the more?

The Poet's leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.