Seifert Jaroslav Quotes & Sayings

I wanted to be Emma Goldman. I wanted to digest Doris Lessing's Golden Notebooks like biscuits. I felt like Harriet the Spy, looking for a dumbwaiter to hide in, scribbling down all I witnessed. — Susie Bright

All my life I have been faithful to love. — Jaroslav Seifert

Too travel is sometimes better to arrive! — Ryan Lochte

People think that there is a country there that these people are only around when they are on CNN. I don't think that's limited to Haiti. — Edwidge Danticat

My God, I left to attend to one private case, and I've come back to find the entire damned public office falling apart!
-Nick — Lisa Kleypas

There was a war all over the world
and all over the world
was grief.
And yet I whispered into jewelled ears
verses of love.
It makes me feel ashamed.
But no, not really. — Jaroslav Seifert

Everything on earth has happened before,
nothing is new,
but woe to the lovers
who fail to discover a fresh blossom
in every future kiss. — Jaroslav Seifert

A lad changed to a shrub in spring,
the shrub into a shepherd boy,
A fine hair to a lyre string,
snow into snow on hair piled high. — Jaroslav Seifert

But to cast my life away just like that
for nothing at all
that
I won't do. — Jaroslav Seifert

The worst is yet to come:
I'm still alive. — Jaroslav Seifert

a generation:
the black night gave me black eyes
still I use them to seek the light — Gu Cheng

Lagrange, in one of the later years of his life, imagined that he had overcome the difficulty (of the parallel axiom). He went so far as to write a paper, which he took with him to the Institute, and began to read it. But in the first paragraph something struck him that he had not observed: he muttered: 'Il faut que j'y songe encore', and put the paper in his pocket.' [I must think about it again]. — Augustus De Morgan

Well, I may get drunk," the Widow admitted, "but I don't stagger. Sometimes I fall down. But I don't stagger. — Nelson Algren

If an ordinary person is silent, it may be a tactical maneuver. If a writer is silent, he is lying. — Jaroslav Seifert

When I was hungry
I fed almost daily
on the words of her songs. — Jaroslav Seifert