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The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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Thus the theory of description matters most. It is the theory of the word for those For whom the word is the making of the world, The buzzing world and lisping firmament.
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Life consists Of propositions about life. The human Revery is a solitude in which We compose these propositions, torn by dreams, By the terrible incantations of defeats And by the fear that the defeats and the dreams are one. The whole race is a poet that writes down The eccentric propositions of its fate.
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I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know.
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Music falls on the silence like a sense / A passion that we feel, not understand.
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The wind shifts like this: Like a human without illusions, Who still feels irrational things within her.
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Divinity must live within herself: Passions of rain, or moods in the falling snow Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued Elations when the forest blooms gusty Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights All pleasures and all pains, remembering The boughs of summer and the winter branch. These are the measures destined for her soul.
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The winter is made and you have to bear it, The winter web, the winter woven, wind and wind, For all the thoughts of summer that go with it In the mind, pupa of straw, moppet of rags.
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...after a night spent writing poetry, one is almost happy to hear the milkman at the door.
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Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.
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The consolations of space are nameless things. It was after the neurosis of winter. It was In the genius of summer that they blew up The statue of Jove among the boomy clouds. It took all day to quieten the sky And then to refill its emptiness again.
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For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
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Poetry is the scholar's art.
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Spread outward. Crack the round dome. Break through. Have liberty not as the air within a grave Or down a well. Breathe freedom, oh, my native, In the space of horizons that neither love nor hate.
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Death is the mother of Beauty hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.
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Imagination applied to the whole world is vapid in comparison to imagination applied to a detail.
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Already the new-born children interpret love In the voices of mothers.
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Out of this same light, out of the central mind, We make a dwelling in the evening air, In which being there together is enough.
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The imagination is man's power over nature.
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After a lustre of the moon, we say We have not the need of any paradise, We have not the need of any seducing hymn.
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I measure myself Against a tall tree I find that I am much taller, For I reach right up to the sun With my eye And I reach to the shore of the sea With my ear. Nevertheless, I dislike The way the ants crawl In and out of my shadow.
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