13,976 Quotes About Poetry

He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

Choosing to do nothing, or even the next best thing, because of apprehension or fear is a coward's failure. A craven dereliction.

Explaining true love is like conveying the sight of a sunrise to someone who’s always slept in.

The fates pay deference to the power of our love. Our disparate paths converge. I feel it.

A sorrow I feel, for beauty in distress. Delicate, bent and weeping. Assailed by hurt.

I find it all too easy to overlook the good things. I suppose this is common, but I don't wish to be common.

Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.

I’m grateful for the little things you do for me. Not to show me you love me, rather, because you love me.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)