Quotes by Robert Lowell
If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon.
In Boston serpents whistle at the cold.
The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.
It's the light of the oncoming train.
O Bible chopped and crucified in hymns we hear but do not read,
If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it the light of the oncoming train.
the scythers, Time and Death, Helmed locusts, move upon the tree of breath;
Life begins to happen. My hoppped up husband drops his home disputes, and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes,
Tamed by Miltown, we lie on Mother's bed;
the blaze Is infinite, eternal: this is death, To die and know it. This is the Black Widow, death.
your old fashioned tirade— loving, rapid, merciless— breaks like the Atlantic Ocean on my head.
Is getting well ever an art/ Or art a way to get well.
Flabby, bald, lobotomized, he drifted in a sheepish calm,...
