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Perhaps it is of more value to infuriate philosophers than to go along with them.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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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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What is there in life except one's ideas, Good air, good friend, what is there in life?
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God is gracious to some very peculiar people.
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Most people read poetry listening for echoes because the echoes are familiar to them. They wade through it the way a boy wades through water, feeling with his toes for the bottom: The echoes are the bottom.
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Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates.
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It has to be living, to learn the speech of the place, It has to face the man of the time.
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Imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things.
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It is the belief and not the god that counts.
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Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.
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The figures of the past go cloaked. They walk in mist and rain and snow And go, go slowly, but they go.
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The yellow glistens. It glistens with various yellows, Citrons, oranges and greens Flowering over the skin.
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The imagination is one of the forces of nature.
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The tomb in Palestine Is not the porch of spirits lingering. It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.
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To lose sensibility, to see what one sees, As if sight had not its own miraculous thrift, To hear only what one hears, one meaning alone, As if the paradise of meaning ceased To be paradise, it is this to be destitute.
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A languid janitor bears His lantern through colonnades And the architecture swoons.
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