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Archives - April 2011

April 1, 2011

This is the day upon which we are reminded of what we are on the other three hundred and sixty-four.


April 2, 2011

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.

– Kahlil Gibran

April 3, 2011

The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.

– Aung San Suu Kyi

April 4, 2011

Never confuse the size of your paycheck with the size of your talent.

– Marlon Brando

April 5, 2011

Friendship is born at the moment when one person says to another, “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”

– C.S. Lewis

April 6, 2011

I would rather regret the things I have done than the things that I have not.

– Lucille Ball

April 7, 2011

Like butterflies in Spring
Poetry awakens the Spirit,
stirs the imagination and explores
the possibilities with each stroke of its rhythmic wings.

– Jamie Lynn Morris

April 8, 2011

We could have bought a small yacht with what we spent on our dog and all the things he destroyed. Then again, how many yachts wait by the door all day for your return?

– John Grogan, MARLEY AND ME

April 9, 2011

To love what you do and feel that it matters --- how could anything be more fun?

– Katharine Graham

April 10, 2011

All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost.


April 11, 2011

It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.

– Stephen Mallarme

April 12, 2011

Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art and more.

– Vincent van Gogh

April 13, 2011

An original idea. That can’t be too hard. The library must be full of them.

– Stephen Fry, THE LIAR

April 14, 2011

If you think taking care of yourself is selfish, change your mind. If you don’t, you’re simply ducking your responsibilities.

– Ann Richards

April 15, 2011

Don’t ever confuse the two, your life and your work. That’s what I have to say. The second is only part of the first.


April 16, 2011

Browsing the dim back corner
Of a musty antique shop
Opened an old book of poetry
Angels flew out from the pages
I caught the whiff of a soul
The ink seemed fresh as today
Was that voices whispering?
The tree of the paper still grows.

– Pixie Foudre

April 17, 2011

The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it.

– Flannery O'Connor

April 18, 2011

I'm proud to pay taxes in the United States; the only thing is, I could be just as proud for half the money.

– Arthur Godfrey

April 19, 2011

Writing gives you the illusion of control, and then you realize it’s just an illusion, that people are going to bring their own stuff into it.

– David Sedaris, interview in Louisville Courier-Journal, June 5, 2005

April 20, 2011

The only thing money gives you is the freedom of not worrying about money.

– Johnny Carson

April 21, 2011

You know you’ve read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.

– Paul Sweeney

April 22, 2011

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

– George Bernard Shaw

April 23, 2011

The only problem
with Haiku is that you just
get started and then

– Roger McGough

April 24, 2011

Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.

– S.D. Gordon

April 25, 2011

Real luxury is time and opportunity to read for pleasure.

– Jane Brody

April 26, 2011

Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out.... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.

– A.E. Housman

April 27, 2011

People who say they don’t care what people think are usually desperate to have people think they don’t care what people think.

– George Carlin

April 28, 2011

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.

– Vladimir Nabokov

April 29, 2011

Life literally abounds in comedy if you just look around you.

– Mel Brooks

April 30, 2011

Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.

– Robert Frost