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Success as a result of industry is a peasant's ideal.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.
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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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Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.
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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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Conceptions are artificial. Perceptions are essential.
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Poetry is a means of redemption.
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Union of the weakest develops strength not wisdom. Can all men, together, avenge one of the leaves that have fallen in autumn? But the wise man avenges by building his city in snow.
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Next to love is the desire for love.
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We have been a little insane about the truth. We have had an obsession.
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It is time that beats in the breast and it is time That batters against the mind, silent and proud, The mind that knows it is destroyed by time.
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Everything is complicated if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
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An old argument with me is that the true religious force in the world is not the church, but the world itself: the mysterious callings of Nature and our responses.
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The muddy rivers of spring Are snarling Under the muddy skies. The mind is muddy.
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Time is a horse that runs in the heart, a horse Without a rider on a road at night. The mind sits listening and hears it pass.
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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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It is the belief and not the god that counts.
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The prologues are over. It is a question, now, Of final belief. So, say that final belief Must be in a fiction. It is time to choose.
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Imagination is the will of things. . . .
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The essential fault of surrealism is that it invents without discovering. To make a clam play an accordion is to invent not to discover. The observation of the unconscious, so far as it can be observed, should reveal things of which we have previously been unconscious, not the familiar things of which we have been conscious plus imagination.
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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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