94 Quotes by Robinson Jeffers

The heads of strong old age are beautiful beyond all grace of youth.

O that our souls could scale a height like this, A mighty mountain swept o'er by the bleak Keen winds of heaven; and, standing on that peak Above the blinding clouds of prejudice, Would we could see all truly as it is; The calm eternal truth would keep us meek.

This wild swan of a world is no hunter's game.

There is no reason for amazement: surely one always knew that cultures decay, and life's end is death.

Happy people die whole, they are all dissolved in a moment, they have had what they wanted.

The cold passion for truth hunts in no pack.

Know that however ugly the parts appear the whole remains beautiful.

Meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic.

I have seen these ways of God: I know of no reason For fire and change and torture and the old returnings.