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All the great things have been denied and we live in an intricacy of new and local mythologies, political, economic, poetic, which are asserted with an ever-enlarging incoherence.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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The fire burns as the novel taught it how.
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Death is the mother of beauty, mystical, Within whose burning bosom we devise Our earthly mothers waiting, sleeplessly.
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Tell X that speech is not dirty silence Clarified. It is silence made still dirtier.
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The final belief is to believe in a fiction, which you know to be a fiction, there being nothing else. The exquisite truth is to know that it is a fiction and that you believe in it willingly.
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The imagination is man's power over nature.
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The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
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Fat girl, terrestrial, my summer, my night, How is it I find you in difference, see you there In a moving contour, a change not quite completed? You are familiar yet an aberration.
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The thinker as reader reads what has been written. He wears the words he reads to look upon Within his being.
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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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