24 Quotes & Sayings By John Ciardi

John Ciardi was born in New York City. He grew up in New Rochelle, New York, and attended Dartmouth College. After graduating with a degree in English literature, he joined the Foreign Service. For sixteen years he served as an officer for the State Department, including four years as Deputy Assistant Secretary of State for Public Affairs Read more

Mr. Ciardi has written nineteen books, including Poems of Our Time (Dover Books), which won the Pulitzer Prize; The Poems of John Ciardi (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich); and An American Primer (Prentice Hall). He is also the author of nine plays.

Mr. Ciardi has received numerous awards, including the Presidential Citizens Medal from President Reagan, the Distinguished Service Award from the United States Information Agency, and awards from several universities. He lives in McLean, Virginia with his wife, Nancy.

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And the time sundials tell May be minutes and hours. But it may just as well Be seconds and sparkles, or seasons and flowers. No, I don't think of time as just minutes and hours. Time can be heartbeats, or bird songs, or miles, Or waves on a beach, or ants in their files( They do move like seconds–just watch their feet go: Tick-tick-tick, like a clock). You'll learn as you grow That whatever there is in a garden, the sun Counts up on its dial. By the time it is done Our sundial–or someone's– will certainly add All the good things there are. Yes, and all of the bad. And if anyone's here for the finish, the sun Will have told him–by sundial–how well we have done. How well we have done, or how badly. Alas, That is a long thought. Let me hope we all pass. John Ciardi
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Modern art is what happens when painters stop looking at girls and persuade themselves that they have a better idea. John Ciardi
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Tell me how much a nation knows about its own language, and I will tell you how much that nation knows about its own identity. John Ciardi
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I have one head that wants to be good, And one that wants to be bad. And always, as soon as I get up, One of my heads is sad. John Ciardi
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He had his choice, and he liked the worst. John Ciardi
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Most Like an Arch This MarriageMost like an arch–an entrance which upholds and shores the stone-crush up the air like lace. Mass made idea, and idea held in place. A lock in time. Inside half-heaven unfolds. Most like an arch–two weaknesses that lean into a strength. Two fallings become firm. Two joined abeyances become a term naming the fact that teaches fact to mean. Not quite that? Not much less. World as it is, what’s strong and separate falters. All I do at piling stone on stone apart from you is roofless around nothing. Till we kiss I am no more than upright and unset. It is by falling in and in we makethe all-bearing point, for one another’s sake, in faultless failing, raised by our own weight. John Ciardi
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The day will happenwhether or not you get up John Ciardi
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A savage is simply a human organism that has not received enough news from the human race. John Ciardi
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(Conviction) is possible only in a world more primitive than ours can be perceived to be. A man can achieve a simply gnomic conviction only by ignoring the radical describers of his environment or by hating them as convinced men have hated say Darwin and Freud as agents of some devil. John Ciardi
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It is easy enough to praise men for the courage of their convictions. I wish I could teach the sad young of this mealy generation the courage of their confusions. John Ciardi
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There is nothing wrong with sobriety in moderation. John Ciardi
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A university is what a college becomes when the faculty loses interest in students. John Ciardi
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Gentility is what is left over from rich ancestors after the money is gone. John Ciardi
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Modern art is what happens when painters stop looking at girls and persuade themselves they have a better idea. John Ciardi
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Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope. John Ciardi
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Boys are the cash of war. Whoever said: we're not free spenders- doesn't know our like. John Ciardi
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You have to fall in love with hanging around words. John Ciardi
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If a man means his writing seriously he must mean to write well. But how can he write well until he learns to see what he has written badly. His progress toward good writing and his recognition of bad writing are bound to unfold at something like the same rate. John Ciardi
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Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal, with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope. John Ciardi
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Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old. John Ciardi
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Intelligence recognizes what has happened. Genius recognizes what will happen. John Ciardi
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You don't have to suffer to be a poet adolescence is enough suffering for anyone. John Ciardi
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Poetry lies its way to the truth. John Ciardi