Quote by Sherman Alexie
You know, people speak in poetry all the time. They just dont real

You know, people speak in poetry all the time. They just dont realize it. – Sherman Alexie

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Im a method writer. In order to write about the emotion, I have to experience it. I get physically tired and exhausted, devoting hours and hours and hours to it. – Sherman Alexie

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My father was always depressed. When he was home and sober, he was mostly in his room. – Sherman Alexie

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Listen, real poetry doesnt say anything it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you. – Jim Morrison

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I wrote The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God in five hours, but I had it all planned out. It isnt poetry and it does not pretend to be, but it does what it sets out to do. – J. Milton Hayes

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He who writes prose builds his temple to Fame in rubble; he who writes verses builds it in granite. – Edward Bulwer-Lytton

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More people are reading poetry now than at any time in the history of the human race. – Andrew Motion

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