237 Quotes by Dylan Thomas

Into the sea of yourself like a young dog, and bring out a pearl.

And the whole pain flows open and I die.

To surrender now is to pay the expensive ogre twice. Ancient woods of my blood, dash down to the nut of the seas if I take to burn or return this world which is each man’s work.

This is the world: the lying likeness of Our strips of stuff that tatter as we move Loving and being loth; The dream that kicks the buried from their sack And lets their trash be honoured as the quick. This is the world. Have faith.

Reaching a self freedom is the only object.

Speak, then, o body, shout aloud, And break my only mind from chains To go where ploughing’s ended.

Though lovers be lost, love shall not.

The first poems I knew were nursery rhymes, and before I could read them for myself, I had come to love just the words of them, the words alone.

Every device there is in language is there to be used, if you will. Poets have got to enjoy themselves sometimes, and the twistings and convolutions of words, the inventions and contrivances, are all part of the joy that is part of the painful, voluntary work.