Poetry is the art which is technically within the grasp of everyone: a piece of paper and a pencil and one is ready. – Eugenio Montale
For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music. – Eugenio Montale
Happiness, for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light, to the feet, thin ice that cracks and so may no one touch you who loves you. – Eugenio Montale
This proves that great lyric poetry can die, be reborn, die again, but will always remain one of the most outstanding creations of the human soul. – Eugenio Montale
The flowery Path of Poetry but ill accords with the thorny Mazes of the Law; in the one I have wandered with rapture from Infancy, and I have endeavoured to grace the other with a simple but lasting Ornament—Integrity of Heart. – Charles Snart, “Dedication, to Robert Lowe, Esq. Oxton,” 1807 January 1st, Newar