Quotes About Perseverance

O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.

What happens to a dream deferred?

All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat and blood and tears.

This poem will never reach its destination. On Rousseau's Ode To Posterity

Poets should ignore most criticism and get on with making poetry.

Poetry puts starch in your backbone so you can stand, so you can compose your life.

When Poetry thus keeps its place as the handmaiden of piety, it shall attain not a poor perishable wreath, but a crown that fadeth not away.

What would they say if they knew I sit for two months on six lines of poetry?

Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.

My verse has brought me no roubles to spare: no craftsmen have made mahogany chairs for my house.

Let your poem be kept nine years.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.

The ambitions are wake up, breathe, keep breathing.

I sang in my chains like the sea

I sing, I clean house, I write poetry. I cry. And I tell everyone I can, "I Believe in YOU."

The second was some rather bad poetry, but it was short, and I forced my way through by gritting my teeth and occasionally closing one eye so as not to damage the entirety of my brain.

For me the road became a zone, in places like Saint Marks poetry Project where I worked for 12 years.

A wounded dear leaps the highest

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

Have trembled beneath the pressure of a light beam.

No reprimand in the mirrorSlow walk to LiberiaSlow dance across the SaharaSlow unraveling of gray matter

Eggshells become hard to break after walking on them for so long.

FaithWALK~When I tell you to walk, run like the wind for your guaranteed to fly...

2.07 WALK OF LIFELife but like a cycle that you be riding, You will fall if you ever stop peddling, Life not of good cards you be holding, But those held and how you be playing.[68] - 4