Sonnet Quotes

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese

Neil Gaiman
“I don’t think that I’ve been in love as such
Although I liked a few folk pretty well
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch
for brave men died and empires rose and fell
For love, girls follow boys to foreign lands
and men have followed women into hell
In plays and poems someone understands
there’s something makes us more than blood and bone
and more than biological demands
For me love’s like the wind, unseen, unknown
I see the trees are bending where it’s been
I know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blown
I really don’t know what "I love you" means
I think it means "don’t leave me here alone”
Neil Gaiman, Adventures in the Dream Trade

Polly Shulman
“Just let me wait a little while longer,
Under your window in the quite snow.
Let me stand here and shiver, I’ll be stronger
If I can see your light before I go.
All through the weeks I’ve tried to keep my balance.
Leaves fell, then rain, then shadows, I fell too.
Easy restraint is not among my talents,
Fall turned to Winter and I came to you.
Kissed by the snow I contemplate your face.
Oh, do not hide it in your pillow yet!
Warm rooms would never lure me from this place,
If only I could see your silhouette.
Turn on your light, my sun, my summer love.
Zero degrees down here, July above.”
Polly Shulman, Enthusiasm

William Shakespeare
“No longer mourn for me when I am dead
than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
give warning to the world that I am fled
from this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
nay, if you read this line, remember not
the hand that writ it, for I love you so,
that I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
if thinking on me then should make you woe.
O! if, I say, you look upon this verse
when I perhaps compounded am with clay,
do not so much as my poor name rehearse;
but let your love even with my life decay;
lest the wise world should look into your moan,
and mock you with me after I am gone.

Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

William Shakespeare
“When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.”
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

Patricia Robin Woodruff
“I am sonnets full of stardust within the meter of my skin.”
Patricia Robin Woodruff

John Donne
“Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deniest me is;
Me it sucked first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea our two bloods mingled be;
Thou know’st that this cannot be said
A sin, or shame, or loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pampered swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more than we would do.

Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, nay more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our mariage bed and mariage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, we are met,
And cloisterd in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that, self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph’st, and say'st that thou
Find’st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;
’Tis true; then learn how false, fears be:
Just so much honor, when thou yield’st to me,
Will waste, as this flea’s death took life from thee.”
John Donne

Edmund Spenser
“Men call you fayre, and you doe credit it,
For that your self ye daily such doe see:
But the trew fayre, that is the gentle wit,
And vertuous mind, is much more praysd of me.
For all the rest, how ever fayre it be,
Shall turne to nought and loose that glorious hew:
But onely that is permanent and free
From frayle corruption, that doth flesh ensew.
That is true beautie: that doth argue you
To be divine and borne of heavenly seed:
Deriv'd from that fayre Spirit, from whom al true
And perfect beauty did at first proceed.
He onely fayre, and what he fayre hath made,
All other fayre lyke flowres untymely fade.”
Edmund Spenser, Amoretti And Epithalamion

Anne Fadiman
“A sonnet might look dinky, but it was somehow big enough to accommodate love, war, death, and O.J. Simpson. You could fit the whole world in there if you shoved hard enough.”
Anne Fadiman, Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader

William Shakespeare
“Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.

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Thomas Wyatt
“My galley, charged with forgetfulness,
Thorough sharp seas in winter nights doth pass
'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine enemy, alas,
That is my lord, steereth with cruelness;
And every oar a thought in readiness,
As though that death were light in such a case.
An endless wind doth tear the sail apace
Of forced sighs and trusty fearfulness.
A rain of tears, a cloud of dark disdain,
Hath done the weared cords great hinderance;
Wreathed with error and eke with ignorance.
The stars be hid that led me to this pain.
Drowned is reason that should me consort,
And I remain despairing of the port.”
Thomas Wyatt

Abhijit Naskar
“Sonnet of Abortion

My body, my decision,
Whether I choose birth or abortion.
Till a state can care for the newborn,
No bill is qualified to offer resolution.
Instead of controlling my birth canal,
Work on carving a paradigm of equality.
Build a world where a newborn is a gift,
Not a burden on life, dream or economy.
Abolish all disparities born of greed,
Strip the wealthy of their ill-gotten riches.
Use all resources for collective welfare,
So that status ends up on history pages.
Worse than aborting is birthing in instability.
I'll give birth when I need not rely on pity.”
Abhijit Naskar, Hometown Human: To Live for Soil and Society

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 24

Who is to build the world?
Who is to raise the society?
Who is to water the plants?
Who is to stand up for sanity?
Who is to bear agony for community?
Who is to go hungry feeding another?
Who is to heal the sick while bleeding?
Who is to lift the lowly trotting fire?
Who is to burn alive to bring light?
Who is to walk on thorns to build the bridge?
Who is to be deceived yet stay humble?
Who is to lay down so others can climb the ridge?
It is you, o misfit, o explorer of impossibility,
Even if no one joins us, our world is our responsibility!”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Sonnet of Charity

Charity doesn't end disparity,
It only postpones it.
Giving doesn't mean only giving,
It means lifting the fallen spirit.
With one hand help those in need,
With another treat their environment.
Don't just give money to the destitute,
Lift them up so they could help themselves.
The greatest charity in the world,
Is to help someone become self-reliant,
So that they do not need charity,
From anyone ever again.
Purpose of charity is not to build a world of charity,
Purpose of charity is to end the need for charity.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 49

Vegetables have destiny,
Humans have responsibility.
Vermin have luxury,
Humans have simplicity.
Nightcrawlers have insecurity,
Humans have dignity.
Bedbugs have stability,
Humans have community.
Donkeys have self-love,
Humans have self-annihilation.
Horses have competition,
Humans have revolution.
Fancy castles of glass belong in fairy-story.
No time to rest, we have too much duty.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 53

If you call me liberal,
You have understood nothing.
If you call me conservative,
You have understood nothing.
If you call me religious,
You have understood nothing.
If you call me atheist,
You have understood nothing.
If you call me communist,
You have understood nothing.
If you call me capitalist,
You have understood nothing.
You’ll never find me in your fancy ideology,
You'll know me by taking pain to wipe another's agony.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 54

It is human nature to shed tears in agony,
But taking pain to wipe another's tear is humanity.
It's human nature to be sad at the loss of something,
But giving up all to lift another is humanity.
It is human nature to reply harm with more harm,
But to stand unbending without violence is humanity.
It is human nature to reply argument with argument,
But knowing when to lose an argument is humanity.
It is human nature to win by dragging others down,
But defying competition to live a purpose is humanity.
It is human nature to blame disparity on politicians,
But to step up ensuring equity in one's area is humanity.
Just because it’s human nature, doesn't make it civilized.
We shall be civilized when we are no longer hypnotized.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 65

Doomsday is not when the earth collapses,
Nor is it the contagion of a deadly virus.
Doomsday is when humans forget humanity,
As such all of us are doomsday descendants.
There is no such thing as fall of humanity,
For humankind never rose to civilization.
Our ancestors were savages with bow and arrow,
We are modern savages with nuclear ammunition.
Each of us are raised as an incarnate of doom,
Through our veins flow the germs of selfishness.
Everybody talks of peace without realizing,
The opposite of war is not peace, it's unselfishness.
So stop worrying about the fall of civilization.
Live as human so that there actually is a civilization.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Sonnet of Heaven and Hell

There's a tale we hear of a heavenly kingdom,
Which is passed on through generations.
Because once you place salvation outside life,
Accountability vanishes from all prioritization.
Self-determination makes one unfit for slavery,
Reason makes one unfit for manipulation.
If you take charge of your life and community,
Institutions fail to dictate your ambition.
Heaven and hell exist here and now,
They are manifestations of human behavior.
Acts of oneness bring heaven in a moment,
Deeds of division breed hell from thin air.
The paradigm we have was made yesterday.
It is our world, let's build it our way.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 75

Nonduality comes from wholeness,
Wholeness rises when sectarianism is slashed.
Sectarianism fails when we fall in love,
Not with one person but the whole world.
When the stranger becomes family,
Politicians will lose their job.
When love overwhelms all rigidity,
Arms dealers will mourn and sob.
When diplomacy keeps the world divided,
Reliance on institutions goes through the roof.
The best way to sustain profits of war,
Is to keep people infected with the nationalist flu.
Enough with this barbarianism of sovereignty!
Step up and shout, the whole world is my family!”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 76

In the old days tribal chiefs used to fool people,
With talks of tribal honor and heritage.
Today's chiefs in suits manipulate modern tribals,
With talks of national security and lineage.
When our ancestors behaved as tribals,
It is acceptable for they didn't know better.
But when we identify as civilized yet act tribal,
It is but a degrading stain upon our honor.
Though all politicians are not savages,
Paradigm of modern politics thrives on division.
So make not the dreadful mistake to think,
That politicians are gonna bring peace and elevation.
It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood.
You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Sonnet of Blood and Water

Blood may be thicker than water,
But water is far greater than blood.
Blood may discriminate between people,
Water saves all without a single word.
Even while helping the wounded,
Blood discriminates both in mind and medicine.
But to put out the fire of someone's thirst,
Water doesn't care about a single thing.
Now tell me which one deserves all the glory,
Tell me which one is greater,
Is it blood that's prejudiced all the time,
Or is it the life-giving water?
All care for blood and family first,
Few can make a family out of the world.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Sonnet of The Benevolent Crook

Politics doesn’t mean affairs of the people,
It is but a telenovela of sectarian histrionics.
Democracy doesn't mean rule of the people,
It means a new dictatorship of the charismatic.
A paradigm born of selfishness and greed,
Is no place for an honest and innocent person.
But if politics is the path you choose for reform,
Leave theories outside before entering the dungeon.
When you are compelled to be crooked,
Make sure it is not for any benefit personal.
Be the Godfather of crookedness if needed,
And manipulate the system to lift the people.
All abuse power of politics to climb the social ladder.
Be the benevolent crook and use it as social leveler.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 97

Age doesn’t make you wise, curiosity does.
Intellect doesn't make you curious, growth does.
Experience doesn't make you grow, expansion does.
Travel doesn't make you expand, self-correction does.
Cynicism doesn't help correction, awareness does.
Books don't make you aware, accountability does.
Law cannot make you accountable, humanity does.
Appearance doesn't make you human, acceptance does.
Wokeness doesn't make you accepting, character does.
Clothes don't make character, conduct does.
Etiquettes don't define conduct, goodness does.
Tradition doesn't make you good, oneness does.
Oneness is the mother of all civilized behavior.
Without oneness we're ever headed for disaster.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 52

Humanhood isn't him, her or them,
Humanhood requires realization beyond sex.
Pronouns may be a step in the right direction,
But they are not passport for arrogance and disrespect.
The purpose is to erase hate from society,
And we ain't gonna do that by passing judgment.
If we want there to be equity and acceptance,
We must learn to trample first our own arrogance.
Rebelling for the sake of rebelling achieves nothing,
Arrogance only produces just another bitter creature.
In trying to fight against prejudice and oppression,
Be cautious that you don't end up as the new oppressor.
Revolution is the foundation of civilization's evolution,
But it must be rooted in gentleness, not cancellation.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 63

What are we without principles,
Nothing but a bag of animal flesh.
What are we without reason,
Nothing but tradition's infectious abscess.
What are we without warmth,
Nothing but insects chasing self-centricity.
What are we without collectivity,
Nothing but mechanics of monstrosity.
What are we without humility,
Nothing but a bunch of smart nimrods.
What are we without moderation,
Nothing but poisonous arthropods.
Higher the sentience, greater the responsibility,
A mind oblivious to this, is oblivious to humanity.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 64

Let us be oblivious to security and comfort,
In our pursuit and practice of humanity.
Let us be oblivious to personal happiness,
In our endeavors into the impossibility.
Let us throw all fear and anxiety overboard,
For the dreams that’ll determine our destiny.
Let us trample every foul desire for luxury,
And treat the hard problem of inhumanity.
Let us pay no heed to gain and pain,
In our course of constructing a whole society.
Let us not sit around praying for a messiah,
And stand up ourselves to carry out that duty.
Let others be oblivious to humanity if they want.
Even if it's doomsday, sapling of service we'll plant.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

Abhijit Naskar
“Home Country (The Sonnet)

If immigrants ain't real Americans,
Neither is our revered Lady Liberty.
She too came from a distant land,
Yet today she is the American epitome.
If even this doesn't broaden your heart,
What about the founders of our history!
All of them were textbook immigrants,
What white supremacists cuss as refugee.
Any land that holds potential for ascension,
Draws the repressed souls of humanity.
Though I belong to the whole wide world,
Land of Lady Liberty is my home country.
A nation's character isn't defined by rigidity,
It is defined by a hearty unity in diversity.”
Abhijit Naskar, Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World

Abhijit Naskar
“Giants in Jeans Sonnet 20

Who’s the saint, who’s the tyrant,
Is not determined by the show of strength.
Real mark of human character,
Lies in your gentleness radiant.
The strongest souls on earth,
Keep their strength hidden unless needed,
Whereas the shallow and the entitled,
Walk around trotting over the hearts of the helpless.
Turning the other cheek to the oppressor,
May work in a world of fairies.
In our primitive world of organic apes,
Turning the other cheek means aiding inhumanities.
Love is the only answer, there is no question,
But it is a lover's duty to stand up to oppression.”
Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

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