One day we’ll go in together, and the work will be ours.
PATTI SMITHI refuse to believe that Hendrix had the last possessed hand, that Joplin had the last drunken throat, that Morrison had the last enlightened mind.
More Patti Smith Quotes
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I’m a worker. I do the work to communicate, and I want people to embrace it, and when they do I’m happy.
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I felt alien my whole life but I didn’t feel alien because of my gender. Other people made me aware of my gender.
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Everybody’s got to reclaim these thingspoetry, rock’n’roll, political activismand it’s got to be done over and over again. It’s like eating: you can’t say,’Oh, I ate yesterday’.You have to eat again.
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The two things that constantly inspired me were books and travel.
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So my last image was as the first. A sleeping youth cloaked in light, who opened his eyes with a smile of recognition for someone who had never been a stranger.
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I got over the loss of his desk and chair, but never the desire to produce a string of words more precious than the emeralds of Cortés.
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Vowels are the most illuminated letters in the alphabet. Vowels are the colors and souls of poetry and speech. (1976 Penthouse interview)
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I don’t know why, the very first word on my very first record is ‘Jesus.’ I still invoke him as an entity to reckon with.
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I’m okay with roaming around the world in my bunk for days on end. Maybe every third day I’ll get a shower or stumble out at dawn and realize I’m in a field in Poland. I like that kind of life.
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Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.
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Will you pretend you’re my boyfriend?
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Hail brother, the distant thunder is nothing but hearts beating as one.
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I had no proof that I had the stuff to be an artist, though I hungered to be one.
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People came at me with all sorts of offers, wanting to make me into a hard-core Cher. I had no desire for any amount of money to be reformed for someone’s vision, because in the end, that’s what you got: your clay in someone else’s hands.
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Remember, we are mortal, but poetry is not.
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