Dylan Thomas: Frasi in inglese

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

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

“It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.”

“A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.”

“Light breaks where no sun shines;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides”

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

“I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.”

“And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days…”

“Our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.”

“It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea. The houses are blind as moles (though moles see fine tonight in the snouting, velvet dingles) or blind as Captain Cat there in the muffled middle by the pump and the town clock, the shops in mourning, the Welfare Hall in widows' weeds. And all the people of the lulled and dumbfound town are sleeping now.”

“Love is the last light spoken.”

“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; And death shall have no dominion.”

“I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, down throw and upheaval, and my effort is their self-expression.”

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

“The only sea I saw Was the seesaw sea With you riding on it. Lie down, lie easy. Let me shipwreck in your thighs.”

“Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.”

“Why do men think you can pick love up and re-light it like a candle? Women know when love is over.”

“And now, gentlemen, like your manners, I must leave you.”