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Henry Thoreau
The works of the great poets have never yet been read by mankind, for only great poets can read them
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Henry Thoreau
The poet is a man who lives at last by watching his moods. An old poet comes at last to watch his moods as narrowly as a cat does a mouse
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Andr� Gide
�Therefore� is a word the poet must not know
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Jean Cocteau
The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood
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Jean Cocteau
The poet never asks for admiration; he wants to be believed
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Jean Cocteau
The poet doesn't invent. He listens
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Jean Cocteau
Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently
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Jean Cocteau
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth
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Jean Cocteau
Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie
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Jean Cocteau
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
On Anger:
"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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Friedrich Nietzsche
On Destiny:
"Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Francis Bacon
On Friendship:
"A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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