Literature Quotes

The past is never dead. It's not even past.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

April is the cruellest month, breeding / Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing / Memory and desire, stirring / Dull roots with spring rain.

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.

It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence.

The Child is father of the Man.

When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.

The greatest of all follies is to be wise after the event.

The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

To be prepared for war is one of the most effective means of preserving peace.

Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote, The droghte of March hath perced to the roote.

It is an old custom among men to be ashamed of poverty, but not of wealth, however acquired.

Books have a peculiar charm, and they are the only things that can give us a taste of eternity.

Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.