To begin, at the beginning… — Dylan Thomas

Beginning with doom in the bulb, the spring unravels. — Dylan Thomas

To begin at the beginning: It is a spring moonless night in the small town, starless and bible–black. — Dylan Thomas

In the beginning was the secret brain. The brain was celled and soldered in the thought — Dylan Thomas

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light. — Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. — Dylan Thomas

In the beginning was the word, the word That from the solid bases of the light Abstracted all the letters of the void. — Dylan Thomas

Love is the last light spoken. — Dylan Thomas

Why do men think you can pick love up and re–light it like a candle? Women know when love is over. — Dylan Thomas

It is the measure of my individual struggle from darkness toward some measure of light. — Dylan Thomas

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides. — Dylan Thomas

Before you let the sun in, mind he wipes his shoes. — Dylan Thomas

Oh, isn’t life a terrible thing, thank God? — Dylan Thomas

Make gentle the life of this world. — Dylan Thomas

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow. — Dylan Thomas

We are not wholly bad or good, who live our lives under Milk Wood. — Dylan Thomas

Poetry is not the most important thing in life… I’d much rather lie in a hot bath reading Agatha Christie and sucking sweets. — Dylan Thomas

Join the army and see the next world. — Dylan Thomas

All world was one, one windy nothing, My world was christened in a stream of milk. — Dylan Thomas

An ugly, lovely town … crawling, sprawling … by the side of a long and splendid curving shore. This sea–town was my world. — Dylan Thomas

This world is half the devil’s and my own, / Daft with the drug that’s smoking in a girl / And curling round the bud that forks her eye. — Dylan Thomas

The condition of the world today is such that most writers feel they cannot truthfully be ‘comic’ about it. — Dylan Thomas

Which is the world? Of our two sleepings, which / Shall fall awake when cures and their itch / Raise up this red–eyed earth? — Dylan Thomas

A worm tells summer better than the clock, The slug’s a living calendar of days; What shall it tell me if a timeless insect Says the world wears away? — Dylan Thomas

A good poem is a contribution to reality. — Dylan Thomas

Though lovers be lost love shall not. — Dylan Thomas

These poems, with all their crudities, doubts and confusions, are written for the love of man and in Praise of God, and I’d be a damn fool if they weren’t. — Dylan Thomas

Though they go mad they shall be sane, though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; though lovers be lost love shall not; and death shall have no dominion. — Dylan Thomas

Love drips & gathers, but the fallen blood Shall calm her sores… — Thomas

I love you more than anybody in the world… I love you for millions and millions of things, clocks and vampires and dirty nails and squiggly paintings and lovely hair and being dizzy and falling dreams. — Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night. — Dylan Thomas

And on seesaw Sunday nights, I’d woo who ever I would with my wicked eye! — Dylan Thomas

I learnt the verbs of will, and had my secret; The code of night tapped on my tongue; What had been one was many sounding minded. — Dylan Thomas

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. — Dylan Thomas

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. — Dylan Thomas

I like to think of poetry as statements made on the way to the grave. — Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what makes my toenails twinkle. — Dylan Thomas

Poetry is the rhythmic, inevitably narrative, movement from an overclothed blindness to a naked vision that depends in its intensity on the strength of the labour put into the creation of the poetry. — Dylan Thomas

If you want a definition of poetry, say: Poetry is what makes me laugh or cry or yawn, what makes my toenails twinkle, what makes me want to do this or that or nothing and let it go at that. — Dylan Thomas