Quotes About Devotion

For you was I born, for you do I have life, for you will I die, for you am I now dying.

I want to be a poet, from head to toe, living and dying by poetry.

Whatever your life's pursuit -- art, poetry, sculpture, music, whatever your occupation may be -- you can be as spiritual as clergy, always living a life of praise.

You have to give your art everything you can - I don't mean only writing, but studying other poets and poetics, thinking, reading what poets have written other than their poetry.

I will love you forever" swears the poet. I find this easy to swear too. "I will love you at 4:15 pm next Tuesday" - Is that still as easy?

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.

A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)

Music is not my life. My life is music.

Writing poetry is like always being in love. What masochism! What luxury!

Fiction will always be my greatest love, with poetry close behind.

How wide is all this long pretense! There is in love a sweetness ready penned, Copy out only that, and save expense.

One of the ways in which I feel close to God is writing poetry.

An undevout poet is an impossibility.

A particular ikon an aid to devotion may be itself a word of art, but that is logically accidental; its artistic merits will not make it a better ... ikon. They may make it a worse one.

Zeal is not of necessity religion, neither is it always of the same essence with poetry or patriotism.

Most true musicians don't do it for the money, they do it because they love it. When I did slam poetry, it was a great way for me to express myself, I loved it.

Poetry is fired by love.

Nature never did betrayThe heart that loved her.

I will always kiss you like it is our first and last kiss. Always.

If I can't spend the rest of my life with you, I will live alone.

Maybe the entire world is in love with you and I'm the only one brave enough to admit it.

These hands will never go awaythey will scoop you up at anytimeanytime that you want to be loved

Oh love will make a dog howl in rhyme.

With me poetry has not been a purpose but a passion.