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John Keats’s poem “This Living Hand”:
D. T. Max • Every Love Story Is a Ghost Story: A Life of David Foster Wallace
Why do we read and write poetry? (Dead Poets Society)
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Maud Muller, by John Greenleaf Whittier
Alan Cardew • Lord Byron: The Perils and Glories of a Classical Education
At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread, of course, is that we won’t stop loving them, even after they’re dead and gone. For I still love you with the whole of my heart, Prabaker. I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can’t give
... See moreGregory David Roberts • Shantaram: A Novel
Her image had passed into his soul for ever and no word had broken the holy silence of his ecstasy. Her eyes had called him and his soul had leaped at the call. To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life!
James Joyce • A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (AmazonClassics Edition)
I did not at that time know Emily Dickinson’s great definition, her ‘Publication is not the business of poets’; being a poet is all, being known as a poet is nothing. The onanistic literary picture of myself