R. S. Thomas Quotes

A collection of quotes by R. S. Thomas.

R. S. Thomas (1913-2000) was a Welsh poet and Anglican priest known for his deeply spiritual and introspective works. Born in Cardiff, he studied theology at Oxford University and later served as a vicar in various small Welsh communities. Thomas's poetry often explored themes of nature, faith, and the human condition. His writing was characterized by its austere beauty, intense imagery, and profound religious insight. Thomas's notable collections include "Song at the Year's Turning" and "Not That He Brought Flowers," and he received several prestigious awards for his poetry throughout his career.

I have been all men known to history, Wondering at the world

I have been all men known to history, Wondering at the world and at time passing; I have seen evil, and the light blessing Innocent love under a spring sky.

Men Time Love History Light Thetimes

You cannot find the centre Where we dance, where we play, Wh

You cannot find the centre Where we dance, where we play, Where life is still asleep Under the closed flower, Under the smooth shell Of eggs in the cupped nest That mock the faded blue Of your remoter heaven.

It was not I who lived, but life rather that lived me.

It was not I who lived, but life rather that lived me.

The darkness is the deepening shadow of your presence; the s

The darkness is the deepening shadow of your presence; the silence a process in the metabolism of the being of love.

Verse should be as natural As the small tuber that feeds on

Verse should be as natural As the small tuber that feeds on muck And grows slowly from obtuse soil To the white flower of immortal beauty

I have known exile and a wild passion Of longing changing to

I have known exile and a wild passion Of longing changing to a cold ache. King, beggar and fool, I have been all by turns, Knowing the body's sweetness, the mind's treason; Taliesin still, I show you a new world, risen, Stubborn with beauty, out of the heart's need.

Beauty Mind Treason

Sometimes a strange light shines, purer than the moon, casti

Sometimes a strange light shines, purer than the moon, casting no shadow, that is the halo upon the bones of the pioneers who died for truth.