James Broughton Quotes
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I'm happy to report that my inner child is still ageless.
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The American public does not know poets exist.
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Everything is Song. Everything is Silence. Since it all turns out to be illusion, perfectly being what it is, having nothing to do with good or bad, you are free to die laughing.
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Poetry for me is as much a spiritual practice as sexual ecstasy is.
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If you don't fill your days with love, you are wasting your life.
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Everything that ever happened is still happening. Past, present and future keep happening in the eternity which is Here and Now.
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The most astonishing joy is to receive from the muses the gift of a whole lyric.
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I tried to stir the imagination and enthusiasms of students to take risks, to do what they were most afraid of doing, to widen their horizons of action.
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My major aim in writing is to set out flags and issue wake-up calls.
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Amazement awaits us at every corner.
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My earliest poems sing of the absolute necessity of allowing love to invade and pervade one's life. That can make the miracle happen in reality. Try it.
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The quietest poetry can be an explosion of joy.
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Dance, vaudeville, drama, movies - as a child I loved everything that went on in a theater.
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A born poet knows in his cradle that a poetic life is the only life worth living.
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True delicacy is not a fragile thing.
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I often start writing in order to excite an expansive emotion.
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Today the U.S. is farther from being nourished by poetry than it was a hundred years ago, when books of poems were best-sellers.
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My films are an extension of my poetry, using the white screen like the white page to be filled with images.
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For me a poem has to sing out of itself and the lilt of it carries the magic.
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Most poets in their youth begin in adolescent sadness. I find it more rewarding to end in gladness.
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The only limits are, as always, those of vision.
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And to Shakespeare I owe my vision of the world as a theater, wherein all humans are acting out their parts.
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If bitterness wants to get into the act, I offer it a cookie or a gumdrop.
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For me, prose walks, poetry dances.