I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.
Frank O'HaraRead
I wouldn’t want to be faster or greener than now if you were with me O you were the best of all my days!
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep appreciation for a loved one, valuing the present moment together above all else.
In this quote, Frank O'Hara reflects on the importance of being in the moment with a loved one. He suggests that no achievement, whether in speed or environmental consciousness, holds significance compared to the joy of sharing time with that person. The emotional connection he feels makes every moment spent together the best of his life, highlighting the power of love over other pursuits.
In practice
In a wedding toast, you might say, 'As Frank O'Hara beautifully put it, I would trade all achievements for the joy of being with you today!'
I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.
I don't ... like rhythm, assonance, all that stuff. You just go on your nerve. If someone's chasing you down the street with a knife you just run, you don't turn around and shout, 'Give it up! I was a track star for Mineola Prep.'
My heart is in my/ pocket. It is poems by Pierre Reverdy.
I don't believe in god, so I don't have to make elaborately sounded structures. ... Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you. ... As for measure and other technical apparatus, that's just common sense: if you're going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. There's nothing metaphysical about it.
I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life. It's more important to confirm the least sincere. The clouds get enough attention as it is.
After the first glass of vodka you can accept just about anything of life even your own mysteriousness you think it is nice that a box of matches is purple and brown and is called La Petite and comes from Sweden for they are words that you know and that is all you know words not their feelings or what they mean and you write because you know them not because you understand them because you don't you are stupid and lazy and will never be great but you do what you know because what else is there?
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. What is love? 'Tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies not plenty; Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.
In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.
The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the acquaintance of a girl and we necked all the way to Indianapolis. She was nearsighted. When we got off to eat I had to lead her by the hand to the lunch counter. She bought my meals; my sandwiches were all gone. In exchange I told her long stories.
Whether life is worth living depends on whether there is love in life.
This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.
If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.
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