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“When the Lord finished the world, he pronounced it good. That is what I said about my first work, too. But Time, I tell you, Time takes the confidence out of these incautious opinions. It is more than likely that He thinks about the world, now, pretty much as I think about the Innocents Abroad. The fact is, there is a trifle too much water in both.”

— Mark Twain

June 08, 2009, 3:50pm

“Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private.”

— Alan Ginsberg

June 03, 2009, 10:20am

“

If a street is named for a tree,
it is right that flowers
bloom purple and feel like cats,
that people are leaves drifting
downhill in morning fog.

Everyone came outside to see
the moon setting like a perfect
orange mouth tipped up to heaven.

Now the cars sleep against curbs.
If I write a letter,
how will I make it long enough?

There is a place to stand
where you can see so many lights
you forget you are one of them.

”

— Naomi Shihab Nye

May 20, 2009, 10:01am

“Death steals everything except our stories.”

— Jim Harrison

May 06, 2009, 2:15am

“Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead”

— W.H. Auden

April 30, 2009, 10:20am

“I have bought this wonderful machine — a computer … it seems to me to be an Old Testament god, with a lot of rules and no mercy.”

— Joseph Campbell

March 26, 2009, 12:13pm

“The war that raged for years will come to a close,
And so will everything else, except for a presence
Hard to define, a trace, like the scent of grass
After a night of rain or the remains of a voice
That lets us know without spelling it out
Not to despair; if the end is come, it too will pass.”

— Mark Strand

March 25, 2009, 8:34am

“For the price of a poem
The beloved is yours again.”

— Gregory Orr

March 24, 2009, 10:41am