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miserable you-left-me dear
Ever since the day you left me, I've been so miserable, my dear. I feel almost as bad as I did when you were still here. Al Yankovic
miserable
Although money alone won't make us happy, the lack of money surely will make us miserable. Suze Orman
miserable wells cant-change
Sure you're powerless, sure you're just one person, sure you can't change anything but you don't have to be miserable about it as well. Lydia Lunch
miserable people start
Many people are out without shelter. It was miserable to start with but with this things are only going to get worse. Robert Holden
miserable miserable-life
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life. Franz Kafka
miserable happy-alone
it is better to be happy alone than to be miserable with someone else Marilyn Monroe
poet sad
Sad is the lot, who, once at least in his life, had not been a poet Alphonse Lamartine
poet poets today truest
All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the truest poets must be truthful. Wilfred Owen
poetry invisible keepsakes
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes. Carl Sandburg
poetry literature logic
There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired. Edward Young
poetry poverty instinct
A person born with an instinct for poverty. Elbert Hubbard
poetry religion may
Out of the attempt to harmonize our actual life with our aspirations, our experience with our faith, we make poetry, - or, it may be, religion. Anna Jameson
poetry doe veils
A poet dares to be just so clear and no clearer; he approaches lucid ground warily, like a mariner who is determined not to scrape his bottom on anything solid. A poet's pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring. E. B. White
poetry bankers mysterious
Poets are mysterious, but a poet when all is said is not much more mysterious than a banker. Allen Tate
poetry pardon burned
For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd. Alexander Pope