True revolutions in art restore more than they destroy. Louise Bogan More Quotes by Louise Bogan More Quotes From Louise Bogan Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier. Louise Bogan littlesbelieveideas ... how much of our inner substance is it good for us to give to public griefs? The whole modern tendency to agonize over the suffering of the entire globe is surely something new. Louise Bogan griefsufferinggiving I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around. Louise Bogan tumblingimmortaltwo The terrible beast, that no one may understand, Louise Bogan beastsidesmay It is almost impossible for the poetess, once laurelled, to take off the crown for good or to reject values and taste of those who tender it. Louise Bogan crownstasteimpossible At midnight tears Run into your ears. Louise Bogan midnighttearsrunning O remember In your narrowing dark hours That more things move Than blood in the heart. Louise Bogan darkheartmoving Women have no wilderness in them They are provident instead Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts To eat dusty bread. Louise Bogan cellshotheart I don't like quintessential certitude. Louise Bogan quintessentialcertitudecertain Once form has been smashed, it has been smashed for good, and once a forbidden subject has been released, it has been released for good. Louise Bogan forbiddensubjectsform The art of one period cannot be approached through the attitudes (emotional or intellectual) of another. Louise Bogan emotionalattitudeart But is there any reason to believe that a woman's spiritual fibre is less sturdy than a man's? Is it not possible for a woman to come to terms with herself if not with the world; to withdraw more and more, as time goes on, her own personality from her productions; to stop childish fears of death and eschew charming rebellions against facts? Louise Bogan spiritualmenbelieve O fortunate bride, who never again will become elated after Louise Bogan wifeluckyfeelings All art, in spite of the struggles of some critics to prove otherwise, is based on emotion and projects emotion. Louise Bogan emotionstruggleart O God, in the dream the terrible horse began Louise Bogan horseblowdream The measured blood beats out the year's delay. Louise Bogan autumnbloodyears Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, Louise Bogan voicewingssong But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell. Louise Bogan childhoodhellchildren The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie. Louise Bogan flowerclassorder Hate does not present many choices; if hate is your solution, you are fairly certain to hate all phemonena with equal joy and intensity, without troubling to drag into prominence any one feature from the loathsome whole. Louise Bogan hatechoicesjoy
