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Anything is beautiful if you say it is.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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Two things of opposite natures seem to depend / One on another, as Logos depends / On Eros, day on night, the imagined On the real. / This is the origin of change.
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God and the imagination are one.
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A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.
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The world about us would be desolate except for the world within us.
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The point of vision and desire are the same.
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Imagination applied to the whole world is vapid in comparison to imagination applied to a detail.
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The belief in poetry is a magnificent fury, or it is nothing.
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Civilization must be destroyed. The hairy saints of the North have earned this crumb by their complaints.
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To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life, and to think of it as part of life is to realize the extent of artifice. We live in the mind.
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The muddy rivers of spring Are snarling Under the muddy skies. The mind is muddy.
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I have said no To everything, in order to get at myself. I have wiped away moonlight like mud.
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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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Poetry is a means of redemption.
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Perhaps there is a degree of perception at which what is real and what is imagines are one: a state of clairvoyant observation, accessible or possibly accessible to the poet or, say, the acutest poet.
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The imagination is one of the forces of nature.
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Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers.
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At the sight of blackbirds Flying in a green light, Even the bawds of euphony Would cry out sharply.
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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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Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.
Wallace Stevens
It is the belief and not the god that counts.
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