𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓽𝔂

𝔃𝓾𝔃𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 - Updated 08/17/25

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𝓺𝓾𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼
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carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.
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we don't read and write poetry because it's cute. we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. and the human race is filled with passion. and medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. but poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
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when you read, don''t just consider what the author thinks. consider what you think.
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that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. what will your verse be?
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so avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. a man is not very tired, he is exhausted. don’t use very sad, use morose. language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. it also won’t do in your essays.
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no matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.
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sucking the marrow out of life doesn't mean choking on the bone.
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I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way.
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you must strive to find your own voice, boys, and the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all.
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there is a great need in all of us to be accepted, but you must trust what is unique or different about yourself, even if it is odd or unpopular.
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don’t limit poetry to the word. poetry can be found in music, a photograph, in the way a meal is prepared—anything with the stuff of revelation in it. It can exist in the most everyday things but it must never, never be ordinary. by all means, write about the sky or a girl’s smile, but when you do, let your poetry conjure up salvation day, doomsday, any day. I don’t care, as long as it enlightens us, thrills us and—if it’s inspired— makes us feel a bit immortal.
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we didn't simply read... we let it drip from our tongues like honey. women swooned, spirits soared... gods were created.
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because, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room. because we are food for worms, lads is one day going to stop breathing, turn cold and die.
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I always thought the idea of education was to learn to think for yourself.
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only in their dreams man can be truly free.
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you can go anywhere, do anything. how can you stand being here? - cause I love teaching. I don't want to be anywhere else.
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and for the first time I'm going to do this. for the first time in my whole life I know what I want to do.
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oh capitan, my capitan.
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most people if they're lucky, live about half an exciting life. If I would get the parts I could live dozens of great lives.
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I was good. I was really good.
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acting is everything to me.
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can't I even enjoy the idea for a little while?
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I'm trapped.
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mr. anderson thinks everything inside of him is worthless and embarassing. isn't that right todd? that's your worst fear. well I think you're wrong. I think you have something inside of you.
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from the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.
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im not like you, alright, you say things and people listen, im not like that.
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it's so beautiful.
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yawp!!
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I love this. what? the view? no, acting.
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am I being chased by Walt Whitman?!
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damn it, neil. the name is nuwanda.
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I've been calm all my life. I'm gonna do something about that.
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a girl this beautiful in love with such a jerk. all the good ones go for jerks, you know that.
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I feel like I've never been alive. for years, I've been risking nothing. I have no idea what I am or what I want to do.
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dead poets honour.
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carpe diem. even if it kills me.
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the boys had seized the cave, and in it they’d found a home away from Welton, away from parents, teachers, and friends—a place where they could be people they never dreamed they’d be. the dead poets society was alive and thriving and ready to seize the day.