“The earth cracks and
is shriveled up;
the wind moans piteously;
the sky goes out
if you should fail.”

"Chicory and Daisies"
Al Que Quiere! (1917)

Adopted from Wikiquote. Last update June 3, 2021. History

Help us to complete the source, original and additional information

Do you have more details about the quote "The earth cracks and is shriveled up; the wind moans piteously; the sky goes out if you should fail." by William Carlos Williams?
William Carlos Williams photo
William Carlos Williams 83
American poet 1883–1963

Related quotes

Osip Mandelstam photo
Bob Parsons photo

“In business you wind up trying a lot of things, most of which won’t work. The way you become a good business person is to fail, fail, fail and fail.”

Bob Parsons (1950) United States Marine

Forbes: GoDaddy Billionaire Bob Parsons' 7 Tips for Entrepreneurs https://www.forbes.com/sites/luisakroll/2015/10/18/godaddy-billionaire-bob-parsons-7-tips-for-entrepreneurs/ (18 October 2015)

Stephen Chbosky photo
Edwin Arnold photo
Vitruvius photo
Joanna Baillie photo

“The hushed winds wail with feeble moan
Like infant charity.”

Joanna Baillie (1762–1851) Scottish poet and dramatist

Orra (1812), Act III, scene 1, "The Chough and Crow"; in Plays on the Passions, Volume III.

Roberto Bolaño photo
Christina Rossetti photo

“In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.”

Christina Rossetti (1830–1894) English poet

Mid-Winter http://poetry.about.com/library/weekly/blrossettichristmas.htm, st. 1 (1872).
Source: The Poetical Works of Christina Georgina Rossetti

Gabrielle Roy photo
Nikos Kazantzakis photo

“The primordial Spirit branches out, overflows, struggles, fails, succeeds, trains itself. It is the Rose of the Winds.”

The Saviors of God (1923)
Context: What is the purpose of this struggle? This is what the wretched self-seeking mind of man is always asking, forgetting that the Great Spirit does not toil within the bounds of human time, place, or casualty.
The Great Spirit is superior to these human questionings. It teems with many rich and wandering drives which to our shallow minds seem contradictory; but in the essence of divinity they fraternize and struggle together, faithful comrades-in-arms.
The primordial Spirit branches out, overflows, struggles, fails, succeeds, trains itself. It is the Rose of the Winds.

Related topics