“Somebody’s boring me; I think it’s me”
“The function of posterity is to look after itself.”
“An alcoholic is someone you don’t like who drinks as much as you do.”
“Do not go gentle into that good night.”
“He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.”
“I’ve just had eighteen straight whiskies. I think that’s the record.”
“Never be lucid, never state, if you would be regarded great.”
“Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
“When one burns one’s bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.”
“Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become an ordinary fool. I may be one now. But it doesn’t do to upset one’s own vanity.”
“The force that through the green fuse drives the flower. Drives my green age that blasts the roots of trees is my destroyer.”
“Wales is the land of my fathers. And my fathers can have it.”
“Though lovers be lost, love shall not.”
“I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, downthrow and upheaval, and my effort is their self-expression.”
“The function of posterity is to look after itself.”
“Great is the hand that holds dominion over man by a scribbled name.”
“My education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time, with my eyes hanging out.”
“I know we’re not saints or virgins or lunatics, we know all the lust and lavortory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don’t care that we don’t.”
“To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched courters’-and-rabbits’ wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea.”
“A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone’s knowledge of himself and the world around him.”
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