Quotes by : Robert Lowell

No weekends for the gods now. Warsflicker, earth licks its open sores,fresh breakage, fresh promotions,....

History has to live with what was here,clutching and close to fumbling all we had -it is so dull and....

I saw the spiders marching through the air,Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed dayIn latter August....

The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.

What we love we are.

Mr. Edwards and the Spider"I saw the spiders marching through the air,Swimming from tree to tree that....

Animalsfattened for your for your arena suffered lessthan you in dying-yours the lawlessnessof something....

And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill.

We are all old-timers,each of us holds a locked razor.