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Everything I have written is the result of reading or of interest in people.
Marianne Moore
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Marianne Moore
Age: 84 †
Born: 1887
Born: November 15
Died: 1972
Died: February 5
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Missouri
Marianne Moore
Marianne Craig Moore
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What is our innocence, What is our guilt? All are naked, none is safe.
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There never was a war that was not inward.
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When we think we don't like art it is because it is artificial art.
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You are not male nor female, but a plan deep-set within the heart of man.
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The hands are the heart's messengers.
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Egotism is usually subversive of sagacity.
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One writes because one has a burning desire to objectify what it is indispensable to one's happiness to express.
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that which is impossible to force, it is impossible to hinder.
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We are what we were at birth, and each trait has remained in conformity with earth's and with heaven's logic: Be the devil's tool, resort to black magic, None can diverge from the ends which Heaven foreordained.
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Concurring hands divide flax for damask that when bleached by Irish weather has the silvered chamois-leather water-tightness of a skin.
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The enslaver is enslaved, the hater, harmed.
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Truly as the sun can rot or mend, love can make one bestial or make a beast a man.
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[The] whirlwind fife-and-drum of the storm bends the salt marsh grass, disturbs stars in the sky and the star on the steeple it is a privilege to see so much confusion.
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The weak overcomes its/ menace, the strong over-/comes itself.
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