Skip to content

The animal I wanted
Couldn't get into the world...
I can hear it crying
When I sit like this away from life.

— Kenneth Patchen

Another quote →

More quotes by Kenneth Patchen

You, the woman; I, the man; this, the world:
And each is the work of all.

You, the sought for; I, the seeker; this, the search:
And each is the mission of all.

You, the village; I, the stranger; this, the road:
And each is the work of all.

Have you wondered why all the windows in heaven were
broken?
Have you seen the homeless in the grave of God's
hand?
Do you want to acquaint the larks with the fatuous
music of war?

Your lips have splashed my dull house with print of flowers
My hands are crooked where they spilled over your dear
curving

All Kenneth Patchen quotes →

Attribution

Quote text and notes from Wikiquote: Kenneth Patchen (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0. Source quality and labels are our own summary of what Wikiquote records.