Art is our defense against hysteria and death. Theodore Roethke More Quotes by Theodore Roethke More Quotes From Theodore Roethke What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible. Theodore Roethke teachingfaithinspirational Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries. Theodore Roethke gardeningmovingreligion Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. Theodore Roethke natureflowerattitude Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley. Theodore Roethke adversityfailurewrestling May my silences become more accurate. Theodore Roethke accuracysilencemay How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end. Theodore Roethke bodyspiritdoe I teach my sighs to lengthen into songs. Theodore Roethke sighteachsong Love is not love until love's vulnerable. Theodore Roethke vulnerableloverelationship Live in a perpetual great astonishment. Theodore Roethke perpetualastonishment The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow. Theodore Roethke visibleshadow I have gone into the waste lonely places Theodore Roethke lonely-placeslonelygone When I go mad, Theodore Roethke madphonesthinking What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance? Theodore Roethke positivityoddspositive Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It's what everything else isn't. Theodore Roethke hastemeanart All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain with its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world. Theodore Roethke shine-onmenmemories I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. Theodore Roethke learningfearsleep I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day. Theodore Roethke summerrainrivers What have I done, dear God, to deserve this perpetual feeling that I'm almost ready to begin something really new? Theodore Roethke dear-goddonefeelings The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing. Theodore Roethke humilityselfheart I learn by going where I have to go. Theodore Roethke learningeducationcharacter
