Frank O'Hara famous quotes

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much
-- Frank O'Hara

#Coffee #Love You #Bed

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Interesting #Personality

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Inspiring #Men #Want

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors
-- Frank O'Hara

#Piano #Enormous

It may be that poetry makes life's nebulous events tangible to me and restores their detail; or conversely, that poetry brings forth the intangible quality of incidents which are all too concrete and circumstantial. Or each on specific occasions, or both all the time.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Intangible Quality #Events #Details

I have, for my own projected works and ideas, only the silliest and dewiest of hopes; no matter what, I am romantic enough or sentimental enough to wish to contribute something to life's fabric, to the world's beauty.... [S]imply to live does not justify existence, for life is a mere gesture on the surface of the earth, and death a return to that from which we had never been wholly separated; but oh to leave a trace, no matter how faint, of that brief gesture! For someone, some day, may find it beautiful!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Ideas #Wish

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Stars #Sky #Space

Grace / to be born and live as variously as possible
-- Frank O'Hara

#Grace #Born

the only truth is face to face, the poem whose words become your mouth and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are
-- Frank O'Hara

#Truth #Fighting #Black And White

I embraced a cloud but when I soared it rained.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Clouds

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Chocolate #Aspirin

I don't ... like rhythm, assonance, all that stuff. You just go on your nerve. If someone's chasing you down the street with a knife you just run, you don't turn around and shout, 'Give it up! I was a track star for Mineola Prep.'
-- Frank O'Hara

#Running #Stars #Knives

The poem is at last between two persons instead of two pages. In all modesty, I confess that it may be the death of literature as we know it.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Two #Literature #May

Leaf! you are so big! How can you change your color, then just fall! As if there were no such thing as integrity!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Integrity #Fall #Color

I wonder if the course of narcissism through the ages would have been any different had Narcissus first peered into a cesspool. He probably did.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Age #Different #Firsts

When I am feeling depressed and anxious sullen all you have to do is take your clothes off and all is wiped away revealing life tenderness that we are flesh and breathe and are near us as you are really as you are I become as I really am alive and knowing vaguely what is and what is important to me above the intrusions of incident and accidental relationships which have nothing to do with my life
-- Frank O'Hara

#I Love You #Clothes #Feelings

You just go on your nerve.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Nerves #Goes On

A man was the cause of it all. An unarmed man with a weapon.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Men #Weapons #Causes

Even trees understand me! Good heavens, I lie under them, too, don't I? I'm just like a pile of leaves.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Lying #Tree #Heaven

I loved her fright, which was against me into the air! and the diamond white of her forelock which seemed to smart with thoughts as my heart smarted with life! and she'd toss her head with the pain and paw the air and champ the bit, as if I were Endymion and she, moon-like, hated to love me.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Pain #Smart #Heart

it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
-- Frank O'Hara

#New York #Believe #Light

I wouldn’t want to be faster or greener than now if you were with me O you were the best of all my days!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Want #Faster #Greener

Mothers of America let your kids go to the movies! get them out of the house so they won't know what you're up to it's true that fresh air is good for the body but what about the soul that grows in darkness, embossed by silvery images and when you grow old as grow old you must they won't hate you
-- Frank O'Hara

#Mother #Hate #Kids

If I am ever to find these trees meaningful I must have you by the hand. As it is, they stretch dusty fingers into an obscure sky, and the snow looks up like a face dirtied with tears. Should I cry out and see what happens? There could only be a stranger wandering in this landscape, cold, unfortunate, himself frozen fast in wintry eyes.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Meaningful #Eye #Hands

I have been to lots of parties and acted perfectly disgraceful but I never actually collapsed oh Lana Turner we love you get up
-- Frank O'Hara

#Party #Love You #Excellence

down the sidewalk where laborers feed their dirty glistening torsos sandwiches and Coca-Cola, with yellow helmets on. They protect them from falling bricks, I guess.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Dirty #Fall #Cities

Poem (Lana Turner has collapsed!) Lana Turner has collapsed! I was trotting along and suddenly it started raining and snowing and you said it was hailing but hailing hits you on the head hard so it was really snowing and raining and I was in such a hurry to meet you but the traffic was acting exactly like the sky and suddenly I see a headline LANA TURNER HAS COLLAPSED! there is no snow in Hollywood there is no rain in California I have been to lots of parties and acted perfectly disgraceful but I never actually collapsed oh Lana Turner we love you get up
-- Frank O'Hara

#Party #Rain #Love You

life perpetuated in parti-colored loves and beautiful lies all in different languages.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Lying #Different

After the first glass of vodka you can accept just about anything of life even your own mysteriousness you think it is nice that a box of matches is purple and brown and is called La Petite and comes from Sweden for they are words that you know and that is all you know words not their feelings or what they mean and you write because you know them not because you understand them because you don't you are stupid and lazy and will never be great but you do what you know because what else is there?
-- Frank O'Hara

#Nice #Stupid #Writing

Too many poets act like a middle-aged mother trying to get her kids to eat too much cooked meat, and potatoes with drippings (tears). I don't give a damn whether they eat or not. Forced feeding leads to excessive thinness (effete). Nobody should experience anything they don't need to, if they don't need poetry bully for them. I like the movies too. And after all, only Whitman and Crane and Williams, of the American poets, are better than the movies.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Mother #Kids #Giving

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern. The country is grey and brown and white in trees, snows and skies of laughter always diminishing, less funny not just darker, not just grey. It may be the coldest day of the year, what does he think of that? I mean, what do I? And if I do, perhaps I am myself again.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Country #Laughter

It may be the coldest day of The year, what does he think of That? I mean, what do I? And if I do, Perhaps I am myself again.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Mean #Thinking #Years

There were occasionally rifts in the cloud where the face of a woman appeared, frowning.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Clouds #Rift #Frowning

Kerouac: You're ruining American poetry, O'Hara. O'Hara: That's more than you ever did for it, Kerouac
-- Frank O'Hara

#American Poetry

It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so. I admire you, beloved, for the trap you've set. It's like a final chapter no one reads because the plot is over.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beautiful #Plot #Finals

I call to the spirits of other lands to make fecund my existence
-- Frank O'Hara

#Inspirational #Land #Spirit

I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life. It's more important to confirm the least sincere. The clouds get enough attention as it is.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Regret #Clouds #People

I'm becoming the street. Who are you in love with? me? Straight against the light I cross.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Light #Becoming #Crosses

There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Orange #Should #Terrible

I am not a painter. I am a poet. / Why? I think I would rather be / a painter, but I am not.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Thinking #Poetry #Poet

However, I have never clogged myself with the praises of pastoral life, nor with nostalgia for an innocent past of perverted acts in pastures. No. One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes—I can’t even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there’s a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life. It is more important to affirm the least sincere; the clouds get enough attention as it is and even they continue to pass. Do they know what they’re missing? Uh huh.
-- Frank O'Hara

#New York #Regret #Past

When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there. There's nothing so spiritual about being happy but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Spiritual #Missing #Want

I am always tying up and then deciding to depart.
-- Frank O'Hara

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I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Love You #Heart #Fists

Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more adventurous (and how the same names keep recurring on that interminable list!), but one of these days there'll be nothing left with which to venture forth. Why should I share you? Why don't you get rid of someone else for a change?
-- Frank O'Hara

#Heart #Names #Broken

I wish I weren’t reeling at all.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Wish

See how free we are! as a nation of persons.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Persons #Nations

The stars fell one by one into his eyes and burnt.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Stars #Eye #His Eyes

I take this for myself, and you take up the thread of my life between your teeth, tin thread and tarnished with abuse, you shall still hear as long as the beast in me maintains its taciturn power to close my lids in tears, and my loins move yet in the ennobling pursuit of all the worlds you have left me alone in, and would be the dolorous distraction from, while you summon your army of anguishes which is a million hooting blood vessels on the eyes and in the ears at that instant before death.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Moving #Eye #Army

I am ashamed of my century for being so entertaining but I have to smile.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Century #Ashamed

I don't think I want to win anything I think I want to die unadorned.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Winning #Thinking #Want

I dislike a great deal of contemporary poetry - all of the past you read is usually quite great - but it is a useful thorn to have in one's side.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Past #Sides #Deals

I don't believe in god, so I don't have to make elaborately sounded structures. ... Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you. ... As for measure and other technical apparatus, that's just common sense: if you're going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. There's nothing metaphysical about it.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Pain #Believe #Common Sense

And one has eaten and one walks, past the magazines with nudes and the posters for bullfight and the Manhattan Storage Warehouse, which they'll soon tear down.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Past #Tears #Manhattan

I've got to get out of here. I choose a piece of shawl and my dirtiest suntans. I'll be back, I'll re-emerge, defeated, from the valley; you don't want me to go where you go, so I go where you don't want me to.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Valleys #Pieces #Want

I get a little Verlaine for Patsy with drawings by Bonnard although I do think of Hesiod, trans. Richmond Lattimore or Brendan Behan's new play or Le Balcon or Les Negres of Genet, but I don't, I stick with Verlaine after practically going to sleep with quandariness
-- Frank O'Hara

#Sleep #Thinking #Play

the beauty of America, neither cool jazz nor devoured Egyptian heroes, lies in lives in the darkness I inhabit in the midst of sterile millions
-- Frank O'Hara

#Beauty #Lying #Hero

That's not a run in your stocking, it's a hand on your leg.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Running #Hands #Legs

And don't worry about your lineage poetic or natural.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Worry #Lineage #Poetic

Destroy yourself, if you don't know!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Knows #Ifs

There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Hands #Cry #Geography

and I have mastered the speed and strength which is the armor of the world.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Armor #World #Speed

Mothers of America / let your kids go to the movies!
-- Frank O'Hara

#Mother #Kids #America

My heart is in my/ pocket. It is poems by Pierre Reverdy.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Heart #Pockets #My Heart

Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Pain #Logic #Produce

The artificial is always innocent.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Innocence #Innocent #Artificial

But it is good to be several floors up in the dead of night wondering whether you are any good or not and the only decision you can make is that you did it.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Night #Decision #Wonder

My eyes are vague blue, like the sky, and change all the time; they are indiscriminate but fleeting, entirely specific and disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I am always looking away. Or again at something after it has given me up.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Eye #Blue #Sky

If you don't appear at all one day they think you're lazy or dead.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Work #Thinking #Lazy

oh mothers you will have made the little tykes so happy because if nobody does pick them up in the movies they won't know the difference and if somebody does it'll be sheer gravy
-- Frank O'Hara

#Movie #Mother #Differences

My Heart I'm not going to cry all the time nor shall I laugh all the time, I don't prefer one "strain" to another. I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie, not just a sleeper, but also the big, overproduced first-run kind. I want to be at least as alive as the vulgar. And if some aficionado of my mess says "That's not like Frank!," all to the good! I don't wear brown and grey suits all the time, do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera, often. I want my feet to be bare, I want my face to be shaven, and my heart--you can't plan on the heart, but the better part of it, my poetry, is open.
-- Frank O'Hara

#Running #Heart #Feet