Amy Lowell Quotes

  • Don’t ask a writer what he’s working on. It’s like asking someone with cancer on the progress of his disease. <span class='nobr'></span>
  • I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against The want of you; Of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it. <span class='nobr'></span>
  • For books are more than books, they are the life The very heart and core of ages past, The reason why men lived and worked and died, The essence and quintessence of their lives. <span class='nobr'></span>
  • You are ice and fire The touch of you burns my hands like snow <span class='nobr'></span>
  • A black cat among roses, phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon, the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still. It is dazed with moonlight, con... <span class='nobr'></span>
  • All books are either dreams or swords, You can cut, or you can drug, with words.  <span class='nobr'></span>
  • Christ! What are patterns for? <span class='nobr'></span>
Don’t ask a writer what he’s working on. It’s like asking someone with cancer on the progress of his disease.

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