He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.

Quote by Dylan Thomas

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It is not their love for men but the impotence of their love for men...

It is not their love for men but the impotence of their love for men...

The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it.

The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down...

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down...

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and...

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and...

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Never be lucid, never state, if you would be regarded great.

Never be lucid, never state, if you would be regarded great.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of...

These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of...

Wales is the land of my fathers. And my fathers can have it.

Wales is the land of my fathers. And my fathers can have it.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is...

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is...

Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become...

Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become...

I went on all over the States, ranting poems to enthusiastic audiences that, the week...

I went on all over the States, ranting poems to enthusiastic audiences that, the week...

Dylan talked copiously, then stopped. 'Somebody's boring me,' he said, 'I think it's me.'

Dylan talked copiously, then stopped. 'Somebody's boring me,' he said, 'I think it's me.'

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

But time has set its maggot on their track.

But time has set its maggot on their track.

Don't be too harsh to these poems until they're typed. I always think typescript lends...

Don't be too harsh to these poems until they're typed. I always think typescript lends...