Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Dylan Thomas More Quotes by Dylan Thomas More Quotes From Dylan Thomas Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Dylan Thomas good-night wise dark Hands have not tears to flow. Dylan Thomas flow tears hands There is only one po- sition for an artist anywhere: and that is, upright. Dylan Thomas artist Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, Dylan Thomas down-and dominion sun A springful of larks in a rolling Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling Blackbirds and the sun of October Summery On the hill's shoulder. Dylan Thomas october nature clouds I have just had eighteen whiskeys in a row. I do believe that is a record. Dylan Thomas whiskey records believe I have been told to reason by the heart, Dylan Thomas pulse pace heart A worm tells summer better than the clock, Dylan Thomas slugs summer time I've just had eighteen straight whiskies. I think that's the record. Dylan Thomas famous-last-words records thinking The force that through the green fuse drives the flower drives my green age. Dylan Thomas color flower age Rage, rage against the dying light Dylan Thomas rage light dying And I rose In rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days. Dylan Thomas autumn rose fall And time cast forth my mortal creature To drift or drown upon the seas Acquainted with the salt adventure Of tides that never touch the shores. - I who was rich was made the richer By sipping at the the vine of days. Dylan Thomas vines sea adventure Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea. Dylan Thomas sea time mean [I'm]a freak user of words, not a poet. Dylan Thomas users freak poet When logics die, Dylan Thomas nature eye blood The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it. Dylan Thomas land father You just wait. I'll sin 'til I blow up! Dylan Thomas sin blow waiting All world was one, one windy nothing, Dylan Thomas abyss milk world And on seesaw Sunday nights, I'd woo who ever I would with my wicked eye! Dylan Thomas sunday eye night