Quote by Russell Baker
I gave up on new poetry myself thirty years ago, when most of it b

I gave up on new poetry myself thirty years ago, when most of it began to read like coded messages passing between lonely aliens on a hostile world. – Russell Baker

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When sudden death takes a president, opportunities for new beginnings flourish among the ambitious and the tensions among such people can be dramatic, as they were when President Kennedy was killed. – Russell Baker

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Anything that isnt opposed by about 40 percent of humanity is either an evil business or so unimportant that it simply doesnt matter. – Russell Baker

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The goal of all inanimate objects is to resist man and ultimately defeat him. – Russell Baker

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On a summer night it can be lovely to sit around outside with friends after dinner and, yes, read poetry to each other. Keats and Yeats will never let you down, but its differently exciting to read the work of poets who are still walking around out there. – Michael Cunningham

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The quietest poetry can be an explosion of joy. – James Broughton

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I write all the time – I write poetry, I love to write. – Colin Quinn

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To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion all in one. – John Ruskin

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Men of lofty genius when they are doing the least work are most active. – Leonardo da Vinci

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And to my thinking as a lover of life, butterflies, soap-bubbles, and whatever is of their kind among men, know most of happiness. To see these light, foolish, delicate, mobile little souls flitting about—that moveth Zarathustra to tears and to song. – Friedrich Nietzsche (1844–1900), “Of Reading and Writing,” Thus Spake Zarathus

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