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William Carlos Williams
Age: 79 †
Born: 1883
Born: September 17
Died: 1963
Died: March 4
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It was the love of love, the love of swallows up all else, a grateful love, a love of natural, of people, of animals, a love ingengering gentleness and goodness that moved meand that I saw in you
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I think these days when there is so little to believe in——when the old loyalties——God, country, and the hope of Heaven——aren't very real, we are more dependent than we should be on our friends. The only thing left to believe in——someone who seems beautiful.
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Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.
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A new world is only a new mind.
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The only human value of anything, writing included, is intense vision of the facts.
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Covertly the hands of a great clock go round and round! Were they to move quickly and at once the whole secret would be out and the shuffling of all ants be done forever.
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beauty’ is related not to ‘loveliness’ but to a state in which reality plays a part.
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You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for the fire and I attendant upon you, shaken by your beauty Shaken by your beauty Shaken.
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Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year.
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What power has love but forgiveness?
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[History is] a tyranny over the souls of the dead - and so the imagination of the living.
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History must stay open, it is all humanity.
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In summer, the song sings itself.
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Divorce is the sign of knowledge in our time.
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all to no end save beauty the eternal-- So in detail they, the crowd, are beautiful
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And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks of her dress in a strange bedroom-- feels the autumn dropping its silk and linen leaves about her ankles. The tawdry veined body emerges twisted upon itself like a winter wind.
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The pure products of America go crazy
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A poem is this:/A nuance of sound/delicately operating/upon a cataract of sense/...the particulars/of a song waking/upon a bed of sound.
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so much depends upon a red wheel barrow
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It is difficult to get the news from poetry, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.
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