“Can you understand being alone so longyou would go out in the middle of the nightand put a bucket into the wellso you could feel something down theretug at the other end of the rope?”
— Jack GilbertI believe that Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph.
— Jack GilbertWe are given the hope to make each other brave.
— Jack GilbertWhen they come back, if they do, they never come back as the same person. The loss changes everything.
— Jack GilbertWe go on loving the dead, even as we love the living. Love is not diminished by absence, only sharpened.
— Jack GilbertIt is a gift to know that darkness cannot hide us if we carry our own light.
— Jack GilbertThe lost women I love all gather to me, and I go with them, to the places they lead me.
— Jack GilbertTo be human is to love and lose and keep going, carrying the memory like a stone in the heart.
— Jack GilbertLove lasts by not lasting. Each love fixed and held in the heart brings another with it, opening the heart wider each time.
— Jack GilbertWe risk everything to love fully because it is what we are here to do.
— Jack GilbertWe must risk delight. We can do without pleasure, but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.
— Jack GilbertTo make injustice the only measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
— Jack GilbertPoetry is not about beauty or love only. It is also darkness and the sorrow of having a human heart.
— Jack GilbertThe heart is to be saved. The heart is to be broken.
— Jack GilbertI lie down in the fields of quiet where the mind is the only wilderness.
— Jack GilbertThe soul is a wide place, ready to be made wider.
— Jack GilbertI ask for a violent patience, a strength that endures without bitterness.
— Jack GilbertThe great fires were made by those who stayed and did not run.
— Jack GilbertEveryone forgets that Icarus also flew.
— Jack GilbertWe must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.
— Jack GilbertIn the world we live in, beauty remains, even if it has been shattered or scarred.
— Jack Gilbert