Life is slow dying.
Philip Larkinlife is first boredom, then fear.
whether or not we use it, it goes,
and leaves what something hidden from us chose,
and age, and then the only end of age.
Tags: life death poetry-quotes
Ought we to smile / Perhaps make friends? No: in the race for seats / You're best alone. Friendship is not worth while.
Philip LarkinThey both rise / Make for the Coke dispenser. 'What's he like? / Christ, I just told you.
Philip LarkinA good meal can somewhat repair / The eatings of slight love
Philip LarkinOnly one ship is seeking us, a black-
Sailed unfamiliar, towing at her back
A huge and birdless silence.
In her wake
No waters breed or break.
This is the first thing I have understood:
Time is the echo of an axe within a wood.
You have to distinguish between things that seemed odd when they were new but are now quite familiar, such as Ibsen and Wagner, and things that seemed crazy when they were new and seem crazy now, like 'Finnegans Wake' and Picasso.
Philip LarkinI think that at the bottom of all art lies the impulse to preserve.
Philip LarkinTags: poetry novels quote poet writer novelist philip-larkin
I was sleeping, and you woke me
To walk on the chilled shore
Of a night with no memory,
Till your voice forsook my ear
Till your two hands withdrew
And I was empty of tears,
On the edge of a bricked and streeted sea
And a cold hill of stars.
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