Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date . . .
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.
To have great poets, there must be great audiences.
Summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal but which the reader recognizes as his own.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher.
There's no money in poetry, but then there's no poetry in money, either.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.