Beneath every no lays a passion for yes that had never been broken. — Wallace Stevens Acceptance Copy Share Image
Imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things. — Wallace Stevens Imagination Copy Share Image
I certainly do not exist from nine to six, when I am at the office. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
All of our ideas come from the natural world: trees equal umbrellas. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
It must be this rhapsody or none, The rhapsody of things as they are. — Wallace Stevens Gardening Copy Share Image
The imagination loses vitality as it ceases to adhere to what is real. — Wallace Stevens Imagination Copy Share Image
Yet there is no spring in Florida, neither in boskage perdu, nor on the nunnery beaches. — Wallace Stevens Beach Copy Share Image
To a large extent, the problems of poets are the problems of painters, and poets must often turn to the literature of… — Wallace Stevens Books Copy Share Image
We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark. — Wallace Stevens Candle Copy Share Image
They said, 'You have a blue guitar, / You do not play things as they are.' / The man replied, 'Things as… — Wallace Stevens Blue Copy Share Image
“Then the sea and heaven rolled as one and from the two came fresh transfigurings of freshest blue.” — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
The wind shifts like this: Like a human without illusions, Who still feels irrational things within her. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers. — Wallace Stevens Artificial flowers Copy Share Image
It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight. — Wallace Stevens Autumn Copy Share Image
For the soldier of time, it breathes a summer sleep, In which his wound is good because life was. No part of… — Wallace Stevens Death Copy Share Image
In the same way, you were happy in spring, With the half colors of quarter-things, The slightly brighter sky, the melting clouds,… — Wallace Stevens Bird Copy Share Image
It is never the thing but the version of the thing: The fragrance of the woman not her self, Her self in… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
There's no such thing as life; or if there is, It is faster than the weather, faster than Any character. It is… — Wallace Stevens Character Copy Share Image
“There is a perfect rout of characters in every man—and every man is like an actor’s trunk, full of strange creatures, new… — Wallace Stevens Acting Copy Share Image
To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life, and to think of it as part… — Wallace Stevens Art of life Copy Share Image
Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found,… — Wallace Stevens Fashion Copy Share Image
What our eyes behold may well be the text of life but one's meditations on the text and the disclosures of these… — Wallace Stevens Life Copy Share Image
“Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird.… — Wallace Stevens Autumn wind Copy Share Image
“... Suppose these hours are composed of ourselves, So that they become an impalpable town, full of Impalpable bells, transparencies of sound.… — Wallace Stevens Psychology Copy Share Image
LIGHT FROM WITHIN my friend, cancer got you damn it: you had it beat for seven years at least. how did it… — Wallace Stevens Battle Copy Share Image
“The Idea of Order at Key West She sang beyond the genius of the sea. The water never formed to mind or… — Wallace Stevens Ocean Copy Share Image
“Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock" The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“It was her voice that made The sky acutest at its vanishing. She measured to the hour its solitude. She was the… — Wallace Stevens Solitude Copy Share Image
In European thought in general, as contrasted with American, vigor, life and originality have a kind of easy, professional utterance. American --… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“ The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became… — Wallace Stevens Books Copy Share Image
