Crimson – Quotes

The man who fears

The man who fears war and squats opposing My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson But is fit only to rot in womanish peace Ezra Pound

The whole east was flecked With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst, While a light crimson mist Went up before the mounting luminary, And all the strips of cloud began to vary Their hues, and all the zenith seemed to ope As if to show a cope beyond the cope! Epes Sargent

Now that I have

Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they’re pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet. Ellen Hopkins

…And, all at once,

…And, all at once, the moon arouse through the thin ghastly mist, And was crimson in color… And they lynx which dwelleth forever in the tomb, came out therefrom. And lay down at the feet of the demon. And looked at him steadily in the face. Edgar Allan Poe

God said,–\\\”Let there be

God said,–\”Let there be light!\” Grim darkness felt His might, And fled away; Then startled seas and mountains cold Shone forth, all bright in blue and gold, And cried–\”‘Tis day! ’tis day!\” \”Hail, holy light!\” exclaim’d The thunderous cloud that flam’d O’er daisies white; And lo! the rose, in crimson dress’d, Lean’d sweetly on the … Read more

I\’ll plant and water,

I’ll plant and water, sow and weed, Till not an inch of earth shows brown, And take a vow of each small seed To grow to greenness and renown: And then some day you’ll pass my way, See gold and crimson, bell and star, And catch my garden’s soul, and say: \”How sweet these cottage … Read more

However far I gaze

However far I gaze Neither cherry blossoms nor Crimson leaves are in sight. Only a fisherman’s hut on the shore In the autumnal evening. Fujiwara no Teika

Looking about I see

Looking about I see no cherry blossoms And no crimson leaves A straw-thatched hut by a bay In the autumn dusk. Fujiwara no Teika

EPITAPH Now I\’m not

EPITAPH Now I’m not the brightest knife in the drawer, but I know a couple things about this life: poverty silence, impermanence discipline and mystery The world is not illusory, we are From crimson thread to toe tag If you are not disturbed there is something seriously wrong with you, I’m sorry And I know … Read more

Spirit, who are you?\’

Spirit, who are you?’ Andy demanded. Bobby remained silent, his entire body strained, his lips tightly together, his eyes bulging out. He was taking frantic, short breaths through his nose. His face was crimson. Spirit,’ said Andy, ‘I command you to tell us who you are in Jesus’ name!’ Don’t you mention that name!’ the … Read more