Quotes of poet

  1. As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree,' probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on. – Woody Allen
  2. The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood. – Jean Cocteau
  3. You will find the poet who wrings the heart of the world, or the foremost captain of his time, driving a bargain or paring a potato, just as you would do. – Rebecca H. Davis
  4. People write me from all over the country, asking me, and sometimes even telling me, what they think a poet laureate should do. I found that immensely valuable. – Rita Dove
  5. The player envies only the player, the poet envies only the poet – William Hazlitt
  6. For sure I once thought of myself as the poet who would save the ordinary from oblivion. – Philip Levine
  7. The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness. – Christopher Morley
  8. I've never read a political poem that's accomplished anything. Poetry makes things happen, but rarely what the poet wants. – Howard Nemerov
  9. A poet clings to his own tradition and avoids internationalism. – Salvatore Quasimodo
  10. The antagonism between the poet and the politician has generally been evident in all cultures. – Salvatore Quasimodo
  11. If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty. – Rainer Maria Rilke
  12. Peter Lucas and I live in Durham but spend a great of time in North Wales, where we have a cottage in the mountains, and in Vermont, USA, with my sister- who is a children's writer married to a poet – Anne Stevenson
  13. I started earning a living as a poet rather early on. – Wislawa Szymborska
  14. A man is a poet if difficulties inherent in his art provide him with ideas; he is not a poet if they deprive him of ideas. – Paul Valery
  15. There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet One becomes a craftsman. – Emile Zola

Usage examples for poet

  1. But a stone, its colour, light, quality, he enjoyed like a poet – Warlock o' Glenwarlock by George MacDonald
  2. Then he remembered what the poet had said to him. – Lady Anna by Anthony Trollope
  3. " I would like to hear more of your poet she said, gently, when Calvert had finished speaking. – Calvert of Strathore by Carter Goodloe
  4. It is a thing invented by a poet for himself. – The Trojan Women of Euripides by Euripides
  5. You shall read Chenier through to me from beginning to end; he is the lover's poet – Two Poets Lost Illusions Part I by Honore de Balzac
  6. She was a great poet my Miggles. – A Question of Marriage by Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
  7. In all this, however, we have made no demand that the poet should see more than one thing at a time. – The Approach to Philosophy by Ralph Barton Perry
  8. Is a poet or a philosopher, ever born too late? – The Last Harvest by John Burroughs
  9. Oh, tell me, was ever poet so taken at his word before? – The Journal of Arthur Stirling "The Valley of the Shadow" by Upton Sinclair
  10. But I forget your friend, the poet – Love's Usuries by Louis Creswicke
  11. He was an eastern man and an old man, also he was a poet – Rose of Dutcher's Coolly by Hamlin Garland
  12. " No," said I. " Is he a poet – The Journal of Arthur Stirling "The Valley of the Shadow" by Upton Sinclair
  13. I am afraid that he is a poet – The Complete PG Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. (The Physician and Poet not the Jurist)
  14. And he said,- No, you are a Poet – The Story of Anna Kingsford and Edward Maitland and of the new Gospel of Interpretation by Edward Maitland
  15. " Poet that you are, how well you tell a story! – The Grey Cloak by Harold MacGrath
  16. A poet as you observe. – Fernley House by Laura E. Richards
  17. " Or ever will be," said the poet – Pebbles on the Shore by Alpha of the Plough (Alfred George Gardiner)
  18. The poet answered: " Yes." – Romance of the Rabbit by Francis Jammes
  19. Then why should a poet make his bow In the year of nineteen hundred and now? – Impertinent Poems by Edmund Vance Cooke