Mona Van Duyn Quotes

The world's perverse, but it could be worse.

One could not live without delicacy, but when / I think of love I think of the big, clumsy-looking / hands of my grandmother, each knuckle a knob.

Love' is finding the familiar dear. / 'In love' is to be taken by surprise.

There is no disorder but the heart's.

I bless / all knowledge of love, all ways of publishing it.

The end / of passion / may refashion / a friend.

In politics, arts / no issue's dramatic / nor will 'play' till its heart's / simplified to fanatic.