Topic: Life


Oh you who appeared to me in this desert of a world, Inhabitant of the sky, passenger in these parts! O you who made this dark night shine A ray of love in my eyes. To my astonished eyes, show yourself all whole, Tell me your name, your country, your...

By Alphonse de Lamartine
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16 July

More Strong Than Time

Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet, Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid, Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it, And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade; Since it was given to...

By Victor Hugo
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15 July

The Death of the Poor

It is Death which consoles men, alas, and keeps them alive. Death is the aim of life; it is the only hope which, like an elixir, raises our spirits and intoxicates us, and gives us the heart to march until evening; Through the storm, and the...

By Charles Baudelaire
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07 July


Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and...

By Max Ehrmann
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05 July

The Paradox

NO lover saith, I love, nor any other Can judge a perfect lover ; He thinks that else none can or will agree, That any loves but he ; I cannot say I loved, for who can say He was kill'd yesterday. Love with excess of heat, more young than old, Death...

By John Donne
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04 July

The End of the Day

Under a bleak white light she runs, dances and writhes without reason – Life, shameless and shrill. And so, as soon as on the horizon Voluptuous night rises, calming everything, even hunger, blotting out everything, even shame, the Poet says to himself, ‘At last! ‘My spirit, like...

By Charles Baudelaire
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03 July


If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't...

By Rudyard Kipling
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02 July


…Poems amount to so little when you write them too early in your life. You ought to wait and gather sense and sweetness for a whole lifetime, and a long one if possible, and then, at the very end, you might perhaps be able to...

By Rilke
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01 July