In general, dividing literature into prose and poetry began with the appearance of prose, for only in prose could such a division be expressed. By its nature, by its essence, art is hierarchical, automatically, and in this hierarchy, poetry stands above prose. If only because poetry is older. Poetry really is a very strange thing, because it belongs to a troglodyte as well as to a snob. It can be produced in the Stone Age and in the most modern salon, whereas prose requires a developed society, a developed structure, certain established classes, if you like. Here you could start reasoning like a Marxist without even being wrong. The poet works from the voice, from the sound. For him, content is not as important as is ordinarily believed. For a poet, there is almost no difference between phonetics and semantics. Therefore, only very rarely does the poet give any thought to who in fact comprises his audience. That is, he does so much more rarely than the prose writer. Joseph Brodsky
I haven’t been very impressed lately. By people, or places, or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.
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Charlotte Eriksson
But I was youngand didn’t know betterand someone should have told me to capture every secondevery kiss & every night Because now I’m sitting here alone and it’s getting really hard to breath because tears are growing in my throat and they want to break...
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Charlotte Eriksson
Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.
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Lewis Carroll
You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?
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Charlotte Eriksson
Chainschains that hold me to the groundchains that keep me solidly boundchains that tether my heart to youchains that only one truth...
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Muse
More Quotes By Joseph Brodsky
Life–the way it really is–is a battle not between good and bad, but between bad and worse
For darkness restores what light cannot repair.
...in the business of writing what one accumulates is not expertise but uncertainties. Which is but another name for craft.
... Now to die of griefwould mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomersare unwelcome, particularly in the future....
There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.
