I often wish… that I could rid the world of the tyranny of facts. What are facts but compromises? A fact merely marks the point where we have agreed to let investigation cease.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman On the shining yards of heaven See a wider dawn unfurled. . . . The eternal slaves of beauty Are the masters of the world.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman Have little care that Life is brief, And less that Art is long. Success is in the silences Though Fame is in the song.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman I heard the spring light whisper Above the dancing stream, The world is made forever in likeness of a dream.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman Love manifests itself in our bodies as instinctive craving, in our souls as devotion, and in our minds as pride.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune I saw the white daisies go down to the sea, A host in the sunshine, an army in June, The people God sends us to set our heart free.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman The greatest joy in nature is the absence of man.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman There is a passion for perfection which you will rarely see fully developed; but you may note this fact, that in successful lives it is never wholly lacking.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman There is only one way in the world to be distinguished. Follow your instinct! Be yourself, and you’ll be somebody. Be one more blind follower of the blind, and you will have the oblivion you desire.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman The first need of being is endurance; to endure with gladness if we can, with fortitude in any event.
Bliss CarmanBliss Carman Even with broken wings, she dares to fly. And even with a broken heart, she dares to love.
Divya khandalDivya khandal And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.
Carmen AmadosCarmen Amados Contemplate your own mortality daily, then see how much we must change.
Chris AllchinChris Allchin Poetry is the voice of the soul and the inspiration of the heart.
Teresa PeresTeresa Peres We parted sadly, like children in the street on a pleasant june afternoon.
Iestyn TudorIestyn Tudor And what shall I call you? Yours. In this life, the ones before, and all others thereafter.
Alexandra MichelleAlexandra Michelle
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