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I don't think I write well - just better than anyone else.
Philip Larkin
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Philip Larkin
Age: 63 †
Born: 1922
Born: August 9
Died: 1985
Died: December 2
Critic
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Music Critic
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Coventry
England
UK
Philip Arthur Larkin
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Beneath it all, desire of oblivion runs: Despite the artful tensions of the calendar, The life insurance, the tabled fertility rites, The costly aversion of the eyes from death- Beneath it all, desire of oblivion runs.
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It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind, Or not untrue and not unkind.
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Living in England has no such excuse: These are my customs and establishments.
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Many modern novels have a beginning, a muddle and an end.
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SEX is designed for people who like overcoming obstacles.
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Life is first boredom, then fear. Whether or not we use it, it goes, And leaves what something hidden from us chose, And age, and then the only end of age.
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The chromatic scale is what you use to give the effect of drinking a quinine martini and having an enema simultaneously.
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The breath that sharpens life is life itself.
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Sex means nothing--just the moment of ecstasy, that flares and dies in minutes.
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I think that at the bottom of all art lies the impulse to preserve.
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I have wished you something None of the others would.
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In everyone there sleeps. A sense of life lived according to love. To some it means the difference they could make. By loving others, but across most it sweeps. As all they might have done had they been loved. That nothing cures.
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Here no elsewhere underwrites my existence.
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Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland.
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Life has a practice of living you, if you don't live it.
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Many famous feet have trod Sublunary paths, and famous hands have weighed The strength they have against the strength they need And famous lips interrogated God Concerning franchise in eternity.
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The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said.
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Spring, of all seasons most gratuitous, Is fold of untaught flower, is race of water, Is earth's most multiple, excited daughter And those she has least use for see her best, Their paths grown craven and circuitous, Their visions mountain-clear, their needs immodest.
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