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Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen

Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen

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The poem is the point at which our strength gave out.

The poem is the point at which our strength gave out.

by Richard Rosen Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

by Robert Frost Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an
hour. Sit with a read more

Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an
hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a
minute. That's relativity.

by Albert Einstein Found in: Physics Quotes,
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, read more

When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

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No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers.

No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers.

by Horace Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
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Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
Spurr'd boldly on, and dash'd through thick and thin,
Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in;
Free from all meaning whether good or bad,
And in one word, heroically mad.

by John Dryden Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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A poet is someone who is astonished by everything.

A poet is someone who is astonished by everything.

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