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Robinson Jeffers quotes

American Poet January 10, 1887 – January 20, 1962

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Does it matter whether you hate your . . . self? At least Love your eyes that can see, your mind that can Hear the music, the thunder of the wings. Robinson Jeffers
Robinson Jeffers quote: "The love of freedom has been the quality of Western man."
The love of freedom has been the quality of Western man. Robinson Jeffers
Robinson Jeffers quote: "The greatest beauty is organic wholeness, the wholeness of..."
The greatest beauty is organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe. Robinson Jeffers
You have perhaps heard some false reports. On the subject of God. He is not dead; and he is not a fable. He is not mocked nor forgotten--Successfully. God is a lion that comes in the night. God is a hawk gliding among the stars--If all the stars and the earth, and the living flesh of the night that flows in between them, and whatever is beyond them. Were that one bird. He has a bloody beak and harsh talons, he pounces and tears--And where is the German Reich? There also. Will be... Robinson Jeffers
A little too abstract, a little too wise, It is time for us to kiss the earth again, It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies, Let the rich life run to the roots again. Robinson Jeffers
One existence, one music, one organism, one life, one God: star-fire and rock-strength, the sea's cold flow. And man's dark soul. Robinson Jeffers
You making haste haste on decay: not blameworthy; life is good, be it stubbornly long or suddenly. A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic. Robinson Jeffers
The tides are in our veins, we still mirror the stars, life is your child, but there is in me. Older and harder than life and more impartial, the eye that watched before there was an ocean. Robinson Jeffers
Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you fore defeated Challengers of oblivion Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down, The square-limbed Roman letters Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well Builds his monument mockingly; For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun Die blind and blacken to the heart: Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained thoughts found The honey of peace in old poems. Robinson Jeffers
Nature knows that people are a tide that swells and in time will ebb, and all their works dissolve ... As for us: We must uncenter our minds from ourselves. We must unhumanize our views a little and become confident as the rock and ocean that we are made from. Robinson Jeffers
I've changed my ways a little, I cannot now. Run with you in the evenings along the shore, Except in a kind of dream, and you, if you dream a moment, You see me there. Robinson Jeffers
I learned that ruling poor men's hands is nothing. Ruling men's money's a wedge in the world. But after I'd split it open a crack I looked in and saw the trick inside it, the filthy nothing, the fooled and rotten faces of rich and successful men. Robinson Jeffers
Robinson Jeffers quote: "Justice and mercy/ Are human dreams, they do not concern the..."
Justice and mercy/ Are human dreams, they do not concern the birds nor the fish nor eternal God. Robinson Jeffers
As for me, I would rather be a worm in a wild apple than a son of man. But we are what we are, and we might remember not to hate any person, for all are vicious; And not to be astonished at any evil, all are deserved; And not to fear death; it is the only way to be cleansed. Robinson Jeffers
perhaps we desire death / or why is poison so sweet? / why do little Sirens make kindlier music / for a man caught in the net of the world between news-cast & work-desk? Robinson Jeffers

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