One of the sadder things, I think, Is how our birthdays slowly sink: Presents and parties disappear, The cards grow fewer year by year, Till, when one reaches sixty-five, How many care we're still alive?
I didn't choose poetry: poetry chose me. - Philip Larkin
I didn't choose poetry: poetry chose me.
- Philip Larkin
A good poem about failure is a success. - Philip Larkin
A good poem about failure is a success.
What will survive of us is love. - Philip Larkin
What will survive of us is love.
What are days for? Days are where we live. - Philip Larkin
What are days for? Days are where we live.
I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me. - Philip Larkin
I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.
Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland. - Philip Larkin
Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland.
Death: the anaesthetic from which none come round. - Philip Larkin
Death: the anaesthetic from which none come round.
How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really. - Philip Larkin
How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.
Here is an unfenced existance - Philip Larkin
Here is an unfenced existance
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