The real poems, what we call poems, being merely pictures. The poems of the privacy of the night. And of men like me.

10 seconds sound clip from the The Notebook (2004) movie soundboard.

You can hear this line at 00:20:00 in the Blu-ray version of the movie.

Quote context

[...]

- They fell in love, didn't they?

- Yes, they did.

- Good. I like this kind of story. Go on.

- After that night, Allie and Noah spent every waking hour together. And soon they were inseparable.

- That's really nice.

- Beautiful dripping fragments.

- The negligent list of one after another, as I happen to call them to me. Or drink to them.

- The real poems, what we call poems, being merely pictures. The poems of the privacy of the night. And of men like me.

- This poem, drooping shy and unseen, that I always carry. And that all men carry.

- Not bad for Whitman.

- Hey, look, we got a visitor.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

[...]