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

Quote by Dylan Thomas

Topics: Burning Bridges Quotes

But time has set its maggot on their track.

But time has set its maggot on their track.

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...

Love is the only weapon we need.

Love is the only weapon we need.

Love is like a faucet, you can turn it off an' on, But when you...

Love is like a faucet, you can turn it off an' on, But when you...

There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.

There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.

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...

A born writer is born scrofulous; his career is an accident dictated by physical or...

A born writer is born scrofulous; his career is an accident dictated by physical or...

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...

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...

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...

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

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

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.'

The function of posterity is to look after itself.

The function of posterity is to look after itself.

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...

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction.

Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction.

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, TIme held...

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, TIme held...

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...

Love, like fire, cannot subsist without constant impulse; it ceases to live from the moment...

Love, like fire, cannot subsist without constant impulse; it ceases to live from the moment...

Forsake not an old friend, for the new is not comparable unto him. A new...

Forsake not an old friend, for the new is not comparable unto him. A new...