Philip Larkin Quotes

Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring Intricate rented world begins to rouse.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Aubade."
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A joyous shot at how things ought to be, Long fallen wide.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Home is so Sad."
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I must await A time less bold, less rich, less clear: An autumn more appropriate.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Mother, Summer, I...."
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A decent chap, a real good sort, Straight as a die, one of the best, A brick, a trump, a proper sport, Head and shoulders above the rest; How many lives would have been duller Had he not been here below? Here's to the whitest man I know Though white is not my favourite colour.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Sympathy in White Major."
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No one can tear your thread out of himself. No one can tie you down or set you free.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Two Portraits of Sex."
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Delay, well, travellers must expect Delay. For how long? No one seems to know.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Autobiography at an Air-Station."
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At length to hospital This man was limited, Where screens leant on the wall And idle headphones hung. Since he would soon be dead They let his wife come along And pour out tea, each day.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Hospital Visits."
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the dread That how we live measures our own nature, And at his age having no more to show Than one hired box should make him pretty sure He warranted no better,
Philip Larkin (1922-1985), British poet. Mr. Bleaney (l. 24-28). . . Collected Poems of Philip Larkin. Anthony Thwaite, ed. (1988) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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Living toys are something novel, But it soon wears off somehow. Fetch the shoebox, fetch the shovel Mam, we're playing funerals now.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Take One Home for the Kiddies."
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Endlessly, time-honoured irritant, A bubble is restively forming at your tip. Burst it as fast as we can It will grow again, until we begin dying.
Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Two Portraits of Sex."
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