Interpretation Of Poems Quotes & Sayings

Family is not always the people with whom you share DNA. Sometimes, family is the person who fights the hardest for your happiness. — Cassia Leo

Vegas is like the old definition of writing: though I don't enjoy writing, I love having written. Though I didn't enjoy Vegas, I love having lived there. — J.R. Moehringer

I stress the expansion and elaboration of language. In simplifying it, reducing it, we reduce the power of our expression and our power to communicate. Standardization, the use of worn-out formulas, impedes communication because it does not match the subtlety of our minds or emotions, the multimedia of our unconscious life. — Anais Nin

I also had to work through the violation of my date rape, my unhealthy relationships with men, my anger toward the people involved in the scandal, and those who exploited me afterwards. — Donna Rice

Art opens the fishiest eye . . . — Sheridan Hay

My mother lived in Holland, and during World War II was incarcerated in a Japanese camp for three years. — Jane Seymour

On the way back, Dennis, who has been unusually quiet this lunchtime, speaks up. 'I've been thinking about that Robert Frost poem,' he says. 'I don't think it's about making choices at all.'
'What's it about, so?' Geoff says.
'Anal sex,' Dennis says.
'Anal sex?'
'How'd'you figure, Dennis?'
'Well, once you see it, it's pretty obvious. Just look at what he says. He's in a wood, right? He sees two roads in front of him. He takes the one less travelled. What else could it be about? — Paul Murray

Daniel and his companions were tempted to forsake their godly heritage but they refused. They even faced a fiery furnace rather than compromise. — Billy Graham

My new friend," she said. "I met him at the farmers' market."
Friend? Now there was some code. Suddenly, I realized why Patricia [his grandma] had sex on her mind, and then, just as suddenly, I had this whole new batch of unwanted images and thoughts.
"So what do you think, hon? Saturday night, maybe?" Patricia asked my back.
I leaned farther into the refrigerator. "Uhhh..." Milk, orange juice, pickles, mustard, canola oil, cream cheese, my grandmother having sex, please God, make it stop--
Hon? — Lisa Papademetriou

With no one to share such
beauty the attraction fades. — Kathy Bell

Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig. — Richelle E. Goodrich

I am bothered by poems I don't understand. — Joyce Rachelle

The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet! — Robert Browning

Incredulity robs us of many pleasures, and gives us nothing in return. — James Russell Lowell