Best Bogan Quotes & Sayings

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity. — Louise Bogan

Schubert Impromptus that Louise Bogan gave me - Opus 90 and Opus 142, Gieseking. — May Sarton

But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell. — Louise Bogan

Pasture, stone wall, and steeple,
What most perturbs the mind:
The heart-rending homely people,
Or the horrible beautiful kind? — Louise Bogan

How much of our inner substance is it good for us to give to public griefs? The whole modern tendency to agonize over the suffering of the entire globe is surely something new. — Louise Bogan

Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble. — Louise Bogan

The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie. — Louise Bogan

Hate does not present many choices; if hate is your solution, you are fairly certain to hate all phemonena with equal joy and intensity, without troubling to drag into prominence any one feature from the loathsome whole. — Louise Bogan

A Je'daii needs darkness and light, shadow and illumination, because without the two there can be no balance. Veer to Bogan, and Ashla feels too constraining, too pure; edge toward Ashla, and Bogan becomes a monstrous myth. A Je'daii without balance between both is no Je'daii at all. He, or she, is simply lost. — Tim Lebbon

I don't like quintessential certitude. — Louise Bogan

I have lost faith in universal panaceas - work is the one thing in which I really believe. — Louise Bogan

Women have no wilderness in them They are provident instead Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts To eat dusty bread. — Louise Bogan

Unaccustomed sense of peace did not depend on ... 'the whim of any fallible creature, or ... economic security, or the weather. I don't know where it comes from. Jung states that such serenity is always a miracle ... I am so glad that the therapists of my maturity and the saints of my childhood agree on one thing. — Louise Bogan

What we suffer, what we endure, what we muff, what we kill, what we miss, what we are guilty of, is done by us, as individuals, in private. — Louise Bogan

The terrible beast, that no one may understand,
Came to my side, and put down his head in love. — Louise Bogan

In a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart. — Louise Bogan

Once form has been smashed, it has been smashed for good, and once a forbidden subject has been released, it has been released for good. — Louise Bogan

The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place? — Louise Bogan

You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth,
You have said my name as a prayer.
Here where trees are planted by water
I have watched your eyes, cleansed from regret,
And your lips, closed over all that love cannot say. — Louise Bogan

O fortunate bride, who never again will become elated after
childbirth!
O lucky older wife, who has been cured of feeling unwanted! — Louise Bogan

Innocence of heart and violence of feeling are necessary in any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them. — Louise Bogan

It is not possible, for a poet, writing in any language, to protect himself from the tragic elements in human life ... [ellipsis in source] Illness, old age, and death
subjects as ancient as humanity
these are the subjects that the poet must speak of very nearly from the first moment that he begins to speak. — Louise Bogan

A thousand kindnesses do not make up for a thousand blows. — Louise Bogan

At midnight tears
Run into your ears. — Louise Bogan

It is almost impossible for the poetess, once laurelled, to take off the crown for good or to reject values and taste of those who tender it. — Louise Bogan

I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around. — Louise Bogan

Perhaps this very instant is your time. — Louise Bogan

No more pronouncements on lousy verse. No more hidden competition. No more struggling not to be a square. — Louise Bogan

O remember
In your narrowing dark hours
That more things move
Than blood in the heart. — Louise Bogan

It is through the acceptance of a variety of aethetic and intellectual points of view that a culture is given breadth and density. — Louise Bogan