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My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.
Edith Sitwell
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Edith Sitwell
Age: 77 †
Born: 1887
Born: September 7
Died: 1964
Died: December 9
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Scarborough
North Yorkshire
Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
Edith Louisa Sitwell
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If certain critics and poetasters had their way, 'Ordinary Piety' and its child, Dullness, would be the masters of poetry.
Edith Sitwell
I'm dying, but otherwise I'm in very good health.
Edith Sitwell
It is part of the poet's work to show each man what he sees but does not know he sees.
Edith Sitwell
The poet is the complete lover of mankind.
Edith Sitwell
All great art contains an element of the irrational.
Edith Sitwell
The aim of flattery is to soothe and encourage us by assuring us of the truth of an opinion we have already formed about ourselves.
Edith Sitwell
A great many people now reading and writing would be better employed keeping rabbits.
Edith Sitwell
If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?
Edith Sitwell
... all ugliness passes, and beauty endures, excepting of the skin.
Edith Sitwell
I am one of those unhappy persons who inspire bores to the greatest flights of art.
Edith Sitwell
I may say that I think greed about poetry is the only permissible greed - it is, indeed, unavoidable.
Edith Sitwell
The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of a moment of their other lives - a moment that had been buried beneath the dust of the busy world.
Edith Sitwell
All great poetry is dipped in the dyes of the heart.
Edith Sitwell
The light would show (if it could harden) Eternities of kitchen garden
Edith Sitwell
The last faint spark In the self-murdered heart, the wounds of the sad uncomprehending dark, The wounds of the baited bear,-- The blind and weeping bear whom the keepers beat On his helpless flesh . . . the tears of the hunted hare.
Edith Sitwell
[History is] that terrible mill in which sawdust rejoins sawdust.
Edith Sitwell
My temper is not spoilt. I am absolutely non-homicidal. Nor do I ever attack unless I have been attacked first, and then Heaven have mercy upon the attacker, because I don't! I just sharpen my wits on a wooden head as a cat sharpens its claws on the wood legs of a table.
Edith Sitwell
I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.
Edith Sitwell
Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?
Edith Sitwell
White as a winding sheet, Masks blowing down the street: Moscow, Paris London, Vienna - all are undone. The drums of death are mumbling, rumbling, and tumbling, Mumbling, rumbling, and tumbling, The world's floors are quaking, crumbling and breaking.
Edith Sitwell
