Quote by Knut Hamsun
No, what I should really like to do right now, in the full blaze o

No, what I should really like to do right now, in the full blaze of lights, before this illustrious assembly, is to shower every one of you with gifts, with flowers, with offerings of poetry – to be young once more, to ride on the crest of the wave. – Knut Hamsun

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In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the past, we have arrived. – Knut Hamsun

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In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the passing, we have arrived. – Knut Hamsun

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Letters
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You are welcome to your intellectual pastimes and books and art and newspapers welcome, too, to your bars and your whisky that only makes me ill. Here am I in the forest, quite content. – Knut Hamsun

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Part of what we love about poetry is the fact that it seems ancient, that it has an authority of ancient language and ancient form, and that its timeless, that it reaches back. – Robert Morgan

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Written poetry is different. Best thing is to see it in performance first, then read it. Performance is more provocative. – Adrian Mitchell

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A poet can survive everything but a misprint. – Oscar Wilde

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I dont know a better preparation for life than a love of poetry and a good digestion. – Zona Gale

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Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand. – Plato

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