It is difficult to write a paradiso when all the superficial indications are that you ought to write an apocalypse. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Better mendacities Than the classics in paraphrase! Some quick to arm, some for adventure, some from fear of weakness, some from fear… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See,… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The man who fears war and squats opposing My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson But is fit only to… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Use no superfluous word, no adjective, which does not reveal something. Don't use such an expression as 'dim land of peace.' It… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“We claim no glory. If the tempest rolls About us we have fear, and then Having so small a stake grow bold… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was using the… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Till now they send him dreams and no more deed; So doth he flame again with might for action, Forgetful of the council of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
It would be about as easy for an American to become a Chinaman or a Hindoo as for him to acquire an Englishness or… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Anyone who is too lazy to master the comparatively small glossary necessary to understand Chaucer deserves to be shut out from the reading of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Any general statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.” — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The author's conviction on this day of New Year is that music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
