Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold wind.
William Carlos Williams
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
William Carlos Williams
Age: 79 †
Born: 1883
Born: September 17
Died: 1963
Died: March 4
Autobiographer
Literary Critic
Physician
Physician Writer
Poet
Writer
Blue
Northeast
Wind
Surge
Cold
Contagious
Hospital
Hospitals
Clouds
Driven
Road
More quotes by William Carlos Williams
We are blind and live our blind lives out in blindness.
William Carlos Williams
so much depends upon a red wheel barrow
William Carlos Williams
Most of the beauties of travel are due to the strange hours we keep to see them
William Carlos Williams
My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.
William Carlos Williams
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet to wait, sleepless. - through metaphor to reconcile the people and the stones. Compose. (No ideas but in things) Invent! Saxifrage is my flower that splits the rocks.
William Carlos Williams
The poem springs from the half spoken words of the patient.... When asked, how I have for so many years continued an equal interest in medicine and the poem, I reply that they amount for me to nearly the same thing.
William Carlos Williams
History must stay open, it is all humanity.
William Carlos Williams
The American idiom has much to offer us that the English language has never heard of
William Carlos Williams
The descent beckons as the ascent beckoned
William Carlos Williams
Time is a storm in which we are all lost.
William Carlos Williams
The perfect type of the man of action is the suicide.
William Carlos Williams
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.
William Carlos Williams
I tried to put a bird in a cage. O fool that I am! For the bird was Truth. Sing merrily, Truth: I tried to put Truth in a cage!
William Carlos Williams
Love is that common tone shall raise his fiery head and sound his note.
William Carlos Williams
If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades,-- Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household?
William Carlos Williams
What can any of us do with his talent but try to develop his vision, so that through frequent failures we may learn better what we have missed in the past.
William Carlos Williams
The only realism in art is of the imagination.
William Carlos Williams
The job of the poet is to use language effectively, his own language, the only language which is to him authentic.
William Carlos Williams
through metaphor to reconcile the people and the stones.
William Carlos Williams
It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it there lies the secret of the ages.
William Carlos Williams
