Dylan Thomas quotes - page 3

You can tear a poem apart to see what makes it technically tick... You're back with the mystery of having been moved by words. The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps in the works of the poem so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash, or thunder in. The joy and function of poetry is, and was, the celebration of man, which is also the celebration of God. (Dylan Thomas)
The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death. View quote
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And I rose In rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days... View quote
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I think, that if I touched the earth, It would crumble; It is so sad and beautiful, So tremulously like a dream. View quote
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Go on thinking that you don't need to be read and you'll find that it may become quite true: no one will feel the need tom read it because it is written for yourself alone; and the public won't feel any impulse to gate crash such a private party. View quote
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Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction. View quote
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Don't be too harsh to these poems until they're typed. I always think typescript lends some sort of certainty: at least, if the things are bad then, they appear to be bad with conviction. View quote
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Light breaks on secret lots, On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain; When logics die, The secret of the soil grows through the eye, And blood jumps in the sun; Above the waste allotments the dawn halts. View quote
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They shall have stars at elbow and foot; Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion. View quote
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It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea. The houses are blind as moles (though moles see fine tonight in the snouting, velvet dingles) or blind as Captain Cat there in the muffled middle by the pump and the town clock, the shops in mourning, the Welfare Hall in widows' weeds. And all the people of the lulled and dumbfound town are sleeping now. View quote
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And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams. (Dylan Thomas)
Though lovers be lost love shall not And death shall have no dominion. View quote
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I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't. View quote
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Do not go gentle into the good night. Old age should burn and rage at close of day. View quote
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light. View quote
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Nothing grows in our garden, only washing. And babies. View quote
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We are not wholly bad or good, who live our lives under Milk Wood. View quote
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Our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't. View quote
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But time has set its maggot on their track. View quote
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Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, TIme held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea. View quote
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A horrid alcoholic explosion scatters all my good intentions like bits of limbs and clothes over the doorsteps and into the saloon bars of the tawdriest pubs. (Dylan Thomas)
Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart Push in their tides; And, broken ghosts with glow-worms in their heads, The things of light File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones. View quote
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Dylan Thomas

Occupation: Welsh Poet
Born: October 27, 1914
Died: November 9, 1953
Quotes count: 72
Wikipedia: Dylan Thomas

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