I am the angel of Reality, Seen for a moment standing in the door. — Wallace Stevens Angel Copy Share Image
Poetry is the statement of a relation between a man and the world — Wallace Stevens Inspiration Copy Share Image
Metaphor creates a new reality from which the original appears to be unreal. — Wallace Stevens Metaphor Copy Share Image
“It is not in the premise that reality Is a solid. It may be a shade that traverses A dust, a force… — Wallace Stevens Reality Copy Share Image
To name an object is to deprive a poem of three-fourths of its pleasure, which consists in a little-by-little guessing game; the… — Wallace Stevens Games Copy Share Image
The wind, Tempestuous clarion, with heavy cry, Came bluntly thundering, more terrible Than the revenge of music on bassoons. — Wallace Stevens Bassoon Copy Share Image
Life is an affair of people not of places. But for me, life is an affair of places and that is the… — Wallace Stevens Affair Copy Share Image
“We live in an old chaos of the sun, Or old dependency of day and night, Or island solitude, unsponsored, free, Of… — Wallace Stevens Day and night Copy Share Image
After the final no there comes a yes and on that yes the future of the world depends — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“From oriole to crow, note the decline In music. Crow is realist. But, then, Oriole, also, may be realist.” — Wallace Stevens Music Copy Share Image
It gives a man character as a poet to have a daily contact with a job. I doubt whether I've lost a… — Wallace Stevens Character Copy Share Image
It is the imagination pressing back against the pressure of reality. It seems, in the last analysis, to have something to do… — Wallace Stevens Analysis Copy Share Image
Soldier, there is a war between the mind And sky, between thought and day and night. It is For that the poet… — Wallace Stevens Day and night Copy Share Image
Most people read poetry listening for echoes because the echoes are familiar to them. They wade through it the way a boy… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“Gubbinal" That strange flower, the sun, Is just what you say. Have it your way. The world is ugly, And the people… — Wallace Stevens Flower Copy Share Image
The final belief is to believe in a fiction, which you know to be a fiction, there being nothing else. The exquisite… — Wallace Stevens Belief Copy Share Image
The leaves hop, scraping on the ground. It is deep January. The sky is hard. The stalks are firmly rooted in ice.… — Wallace Stevens Emptiness Copy Share Image
It may be that the ignorant man, alone, Has any chance to mate his life with life That is the sensual, pearly… — Wallace Stevens Bronze Copy Share Image
If the hero is not a person, the emblem Of him, even if Xenophon, seems To stand taller than a person stands,… — Wallace Stevens Body Copy Share Image
“Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.” — Wallace Stevens Emperor Copy Share Image
It is necessary to any originality to have the courage to be an amateur. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Poetry is a response to the daily necessity of getting the world right. — Wallace Stevens Inspirational Copy Share Image
There may be always a time of innocence. There is never a place. — Wallace Stevens Innocence Copy Share Image
Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container. — Wallace Stevens Human Copy Share Image
