“Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit”

“You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.”

“Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned,
Mindless of its just honours; with this key
Shakespeare unlocked his heart.”

“Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.”

“Bruzundanga's literature is ruled by cute, rhyming and tasteless sonnets.”

“There is no species of poetry which is better adapted to the taste of a melancholy man than a sonnet. Its brevity precludes the possibility of it becoming tiresome.”

“Yes, there's love if you want it. Don't sound like no sonnet, my lord.”

“When my sonnet was rejected, I exclaimed, 'Damn the age; I will write for Antiquity!”

“Creativity is the result of a struggle between vitality and form. As anyone who has tried to write a sonnet or scan poetry, is aware, the forms ideally do not take away from the creativity but may add to it.”

“Your days are your sonnets.”