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Randall Jarrell Randall Jarrell was an American poet, novelist, critic, children's author and essayist.Jarrell was a native of Nashville, Tennessee and graduated from Vanderbilt University. At Vanderbilt, he was acquainted with poets of the Fugitives group. more..more..
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“ Randall Jarrell:And the world said, Child, you will not be missed. You are cheaper than a wrench, your back is a road; Your death is a table in a book. You had our wit, our heart was sealed to you: Man is the judgment of the world. #Books - Reading#Books - Reading
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“ Randall Jarrell:The writer does not get from his work as he writes and reads it the same aesthetic shock that the reader does; and since the writer is so accustomed to reading other stories, and having them produce a decided effect upon him, he is disquieted at not being equally affected by his own. #Writers and Writing#Writers and Writing
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“ Randall Jarrell:Somewhere there must be Something that's different from everything. All that I've never thought of — think of me! #Perseverance#Perseverance
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“ Randall Jarrell:Death and the devil, what are these to him? His being accuses him — and yet his face is firm In resolution, in absolute persistence; The folds of smiling do for steadiness; The face is its own fate — a man does what he must — And the body underneath it says: I am. #Death and Dying#Death and Dying
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“ Randall Jarrell:But be, as you have been, my happiness... #Happiness #Happiness
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“ Randall Jarrell:The ways we miss our lives are life. #Life and Living#Life and Living
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“ Randall Jarrell:The climate of our culture is changing. Under these new rains, new suns, small things grow great, and what was great grows small; whole species disappear and are replaced. #Change#Change
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“ Randall Jarrell:The nurse is the night To wake to, to die in: and the day I live, The world and its life are her dreams. #Dreams#Dreams
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“ Randall Jarrell:Animals, these beings trapped As I am trapped but not, themselves, the trap, Aging, but without knowledge of their age, Kept safe here, knowing not of death, for death — Oh, bars of my own body, open, open! The world goes by my cage and never sees me. #Death and Dying#Death and Dying
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“ Randall Jarrell:The people who live in a Golden Age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks. #Age and Aging#Age and Aging
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“ Randall Jarrell:From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose. #Atheism#Atheism
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“ Randall Jarrell:We read our mail and counted up our missions — In bombers named for girls, we burned The cities we had learned about in school — Till our lives wore out; our bodies lay among The people we had killed and never seen. When we lasted long enough they gave us medals; When we died they said, "Our casualties were low." They said, "Here are the maps"; we burned the cities. #Behavior#Behavior
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“ Randall Jarrell:I see at last that all the knowledge I wrung from the darkness — that the darkness flung me — Is worthless as ignorance: nothing comes from nothing, The darkness from the darkness. Pain comes from the darkness And we call it wisdom. It is pain. #Politicians and Politics#Politicians and Politics
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“ Randall Jarrell:If we meet an honest and intelligent politician, a dozen, a hundred, we say that they aren't like politicians at all, and our category of politician stays unchanged; we know what politicians are like. #Politicians and Politics#Politicians and Politics
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“ Randall Jarrell:If you look at the world with parted lips and a pure heart, and will the good, won't that make a true and beautiful poem? One's heart tells one that it will; and one's heart is wrong. There is no direct road to Parnassus. #Poetry and Poets#Poetry and Poets
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“ Randall Jarrell:His eye a ring inside a ring inside a ring That leers up, joyless, vile, in meek obscenity — This is the devil. Flesh to flesh, he bleats The herd back to the pit of being. #Liberty#Liberty
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“ Randall Jarrell:One is forced to remember how far from "self- expression" great poems are — what a strange compromise between the demands of the self, the world, and Poetry they actually represent. #Poetry and Poets#Poetry and Poets
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“ Randall Jarrell:A good poet is someone who manages, in a lifetime of standing out in thunderstorms, to be struck by lightning five or six times; a dozen or two dozen times and he is great. #Poetry and Poets#Poetry and Poets
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“ Randall Jarrell:We live in an age which eschews sentimentality as if it were a good deal more than the devil. (Actually, of course, a writer may be just as sentimental in laying undue emphasis on sexual crimes as on dying mothers: sentimental, like scientific, is an adjective that relates to method, not to matter.) #Exaggeration#Exaggeration
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“ Randall Jarrell:For this last savior, man, I have lied as I lie now. But what is lying? Men wash their hands in blood, as best they can: I find no fault in this just man. #Lies and Lying#Lies and Lying
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