A Quote by James Payn

And what holds good of verse holds infinitely better in respect to prose. — © James Payn
And what holds good of verse holds infinitely better in respect to prose.
That prose is a verse, and verse is a prose; convincing all, by demonstrating plain – poetic souls delight in prose insane
The law of attraction which holds good for the heavenly bodies also holds good for the smallest particles.
I think one of the best words in the English language is 'compassion.' I think it holds everything. It holds love, it holds care... and if everybody just did something. We all make a difference.
I think one of the best words in the English language is compassion. I think it holds everything. It holds love, it holds care... and if everybody just did something. We all make a difference.
The simple Wordsworth . . . / Who, both by precept and example, shows / That prose is verse, and verse is merely prose.
Love is the strange attractor, the allurement that holds the Uni-verse together.
A great silent space holds all of nature in its embrace. It also holds you.
What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.
What makes a free thinker is not his beliefs, but the way in which he holds them. If he holds them because his elders told him they were true when he was young, or if he holds them because if he did not he would be unhappy, his thought is not free; but if he holds them because, after careful thought, he finds a balance in their favor, then his thought is free, however odd his conclusions may seem.
Every man is an infinitely repelling orb, and holds his individual being on that condition.
What I do say is that I can write verse, and that the writing of verse in strict form is the best possible training for writing good prose
What I do say is that I can write verse, and that the writing of verse in strict form is the best possible training for writing good prose.
No matter what the storm clouds bring, you can face your pain with courage and hope. For two thousand years ago-six hours, one Friday-Christ firmly planted in bedrock three solid anchor points that we can all cling to. For the heart scarred with futility, that Friday holds purpose. For the life blackened with failure, that Friday holds forgiveness. And for the soul looking into the tunnel of death, that Friday holds deliverance.
Everything that's prose isn't verse and everything that isn't verse is prose. Now you see what it is to be a scholar!
I believe I don't know what the future holds, but I know who holds the future. I know who and what holds the future. I trust that beyond this space and time, all is well, and all will be well.
There is certainty in a ring. The non-ending, the non-beginning. The ongoing. The way it holds on to you not because it's fastened or stretched or adhered. It holds on because it fits.
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