Harriet Monroe famous quotes
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Our little solos are a note in an immense chorus vibrating grandly through the universe, a chorus which accepts and harmonizes the whir of the cricket and the long drum-roll of the stars.
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The people must grant a hearing to the best poets they have else they will never have better.
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Surely the vogue of those twisted and contorted human figures must be as short as it is artificial.
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"Look into thy heart and write!" is good advice, but not if interpreted to mean, "Look nowhere else!" The poet should know his world and, so far as his art is concerned, any kind of battering from his world is better than his own self-indulgent brooding.
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Great ages of art come only when a widespread creative impulse meets an equally widespread impulse of sympathy . . .
-- Harriet Monroe
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Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
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Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.
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Oh, Eeyore, you are wet!†said Piglet, feeling him. Eeyore shook himself, and asked somebody to explain to Piglet what happened when you had been inside a river for quite a long time.
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When you get to my age life seems little more than one long march to and from the lavatory.
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Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.
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Autumn can be glorious but menacing too - the long shadows, brisk winds, scurrying leaves, impending frost.
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I've never before been so aware of the thousands of little good things, the thousands of things that go right every day.
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Right now, I have to admit, that I'm more interested in giving people a little bit of hope and goodness.
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Don't. Please, just let me hold you a little bit longer," he mumbled into my hair
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It is almost impossible to throw dirt on someone without getting a little on yourself
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