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Words of the world are the life of the world.

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 mind is the terriblest force in the world, father, Because, in chief, it, only, can defend Against itself. At its mercy, we depend Upon it.
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One must read poetry with one's nerves.
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in the presence of extraordinary actuality, consciousness takes the place of imagination.
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Life is an affair of people not of places. But for me, life is an affair of places and that is the trouble.
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A violent order is disorder and a great disorder is an order. These two things are one.
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Realism is a corruption of reality.
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Poetry is poetry, and one's objective as a poet is to achieve poetry precisely as one's objective in music is to achieve music.
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Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.
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It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north wind makes. The sea is in the falling snow.
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We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.
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People ought to like poetry the way a child likes snow & they would if poets wrote it.
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One sparrow is worth a thousand gulls, When it sings. The gull sits on chimney-tops. He mocks the guinea, challenges The crow, inciting various modes. The sparrow requites one, without intent.
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Day after day, throughout the winter, We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reason In a world of wind and frost.
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One's ignorance is one's chief asset.
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I was the world in which I walked.
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I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill.
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Sentimentality is a failure of feeling.
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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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Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.
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