Dylan Thomas Quotes

Time held me green and dyingThough I sang in my chains like the sea.

These poems, with all their crudities, doubts and confusions, are written for the love of man and in Praise of God, and I'd be a damn fool if they weren't.

Man be my metaphor’,

It was snowing. It was always snowing at Christmas. December, in my memory, is white as Lapland, though there were no reindeers. But there were cats.

Come on up, boys-I'm dead.

I believe in New Yorkers. Whether they've ever questioned the dream in which they live, I wouldn't know, because I won't ever dare ask that question.

My education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time with my eyes hanging out.

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

Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave at close of day Rage rage against the dying of the light.

Though lovers be lost, love shall not.

Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

The first poems I knew were nursery rhymes, and before I could read them for myself, I had come to love just the words of them, the words alone.