Quotes of Stanley Kunitz - somelinesforyou

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as I am compelled to look before I can gather strength to proceed on my journey, I see the milestones dwindling toward the horizon and the slow fires trailing from the abandoned campsites, over which scavenger angels wheel on heavy wings. Oh, I have made myself a tribe out of my true affections, and my tribe is scattered! How shall the heart be reconciled to its feast of losses? In a rising wind the manic dust of my friends, those who fell along the way, bitterly stings my face. Yet I turn, I turn, exulting somewhat, with my will intact to go wherever I need to go, and every stone on the road precious to me. In my darkest night, when the moon was covered and I roamed through wreckage, a nimbusclouded voice directed me: “Live in the layers, not on the litter.” Though I lack the art to decipher it, no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written. I am not done with my changes. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ In my darkest night, when the moon was covered and I roamed through wreckage, a nimbusclouded voice directed me: “Live in the layers, not on the litter.” Though I lack the art to decipher it, no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written. I am not done with my changes. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ You must be careful not to deprive the poem of its wild origin. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Darling, do you remember the man you married? Touch me, remind me who I am. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ ...few young poets [are] testing their poems against the ear. They're writing for the page, and the page, let me tell you, is a cold bed. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ The poem in the head is always perfect. Resistance starts when you try to convert it into language. Language itself is a kind of resistance to the pure flow of self. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Mind's acres are forever green: Oh, I Shall keep perpetual summer here; I shall Refuse to let one startled swallow die, Or, from the copper beeches, one leaf fall. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ I can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ End with an image and don't explain. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ A single glance: a sudden dart of pain stitching her eyes before she made a sound. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ A single glance: a sudden dart of pain stitching her eyes before she made a sound. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ A single glance: a sudden dart of pain stitching her eyes before she made a sound. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz

“ Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race. ”

- Stanley Kunitz
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