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This mangled, smutted semi-world hacked out Of dirt . . . It is not possible for the moon To blot this with its dove-winged blendings.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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Poetry is the scholar's art.
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I am the angel of Reality, Seen for a moment standing in the door.
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Most poets who have little or nothing to say are concerned primarily with the way in which they say it ... if it is true that the style of a poem and the poem itself are one, ... it may be ... that the poets who have little or nothing to say are, or will be, the poets that matter.
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Imagination...is the irrepressible revolutionist.
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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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It is the mind that is woven, the mind that was jerked And tufted in straggling thunder and shattered sun.
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in the presence of extraordinary actuality, consciousness takes the place of imagination.
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Imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things.
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Poetry increases the feeling for reality.
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Intolerance respecting other people's religion is toleration itself in comparison with intolerance respecting other people's art.
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After one has abandoned a belief in God, poetry is that essence which takes its place as life's redemption.
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Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.
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If ever the search for a tranquil belief should end, The future might stop emerging out of the past, Out of what is full of us yet the search And the future emerging out of us seem to be one.
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Yet there is no spring in Florida, neither in boskage perdu, nor on the nunnery beaches.
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Fromage and coffee and cognac and no gods.
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The belief in poetry is a magnificent fury, or it is nothing.
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God is in me or else is not at all.
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True villains are extremely photogenic.
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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 the power that enables us to perceive the normal in the abnormal, the opposite of chaos in chaos.
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