Quotes About Expression

Poetry is all nouns and verbs.

I see no reason for calling my work poetry except that there is no other category in which to put it.

Imaginary gardens with real toads in them.

So he who strongly feels, behaves.

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in silence, but restraint.

in which letters are written / not in Spanish, not in Greek, not in Latin, not in shorthand / but in plain American which cats and dogs can read!

America where there is the little old ramshackle victoria in the south, where cigars are smoked on the street in the north; where there are no proof-readers, no silkworms, no digressions; the wild man's land; grassless, linksless, languageless country in which letters are written not in Spanish, not in Greek, not in Latin, not in shorthand, but in plain American which cats and dogs can read!

Women are still in emotional bondage as long as we need to worry that we might have to make a choice between being heard and being loved.

I sometimes imagine there is a clerk behind a desk situated between the brain and the mouth. It is his job to examine utterances on their way out, and stamp them with approval or send them back for reconsideration. If such a clerk exists, mine must be very harried and overworked; and on occasion he puts his head down on the desk in despair, letting things pass without so much as a second glance.

Would that I were a man,'" I said, quoting Sarpalyce's legend. "Except that I do not wish I were a man. I only wish that being a woman did not limit me so.

One benefit of being an old woman now, and moreover one who has been called a "national treasure," is that there are very few who can tell me what I may and may not write.

Jake shrugged, in the way that only nine-year-old children can manage -- and usually male children at that, girls not being permitted the same kind of insouciance.

for even the best artwork is a static thing of the eye alone, and words are by their nature linear.

le parole hanno una vita propria, come la gente o gli animali. Possono palpitare, svanire o amplificarsi. Passare attraverso le parole è come camminare attraverso la folla. Rimangono delle facce, delle sagome che si dileguano presto dal nostro ricordo, oppure si fissano, non si sa bene perché.

denne tilbageholdte kraft, der var lagt i lænker og havde fået mundkurv på, og som hele tiden lå og murrede inde i mig som et uvejr, var den bedste næring for tingen.

Alle de ting eksisterede ikke, eftersom man ikke havde lov til at bruge de ord, der betegnede dem. De var allesammen uden værdi. De kunne allesammen til nød være latterlige, altså genstande for hånlige og ligegyldige morsomheder.

En enorm klods af en bog med blanke sider, hvor ingenting og alting skulle stå.

But a man gifted with original thoughts and the power of expressing them, appears to be regarded by everyone in authority as much worse than the worst criminal, and all the 'jacks-in-office' unite to kick him to death if they can.

Few authors feel sufficiently themselves to make others ''feel

The finest actor is he who play the comedy of life perfectly, as i aspire to do. To walk well, talk well, weep well, laugh well and die well, it is all pure acting, because in every man there is the dumb dreadful immortal spirit who is real- who cannot act, who-is and who steadily maintains an infinite though speechless protest against the body's lies

I can dip the pen in my own blood if I choose.

Putting pen to paper is a mystical way to access your most profound truths.

Envy is often a clue that there is something latent in you that needs to be expressed.

Every poem holds the unspeakable inside it. The unsayable... The thing that you can't really say because it's too complicated. It's too complex for us. Every poem has that silence deep in the center of it.