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Though lovers be lost, love shall not;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.
When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.
My education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time, with my eyes hanging out.
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.
The function of posterity is to look after itself.
These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of Man and in praise of God, and I’d be a damn’ fool if they weren’t.
He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.
Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart push their tides.
Never be lucid, never state, if you would be regarded great.
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