The real meditation is ... the meditation on one's identity. Ah, voilà une chose!! You try it. You try finding out why… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
No good poetry is ever written in a manner twenty years old, for to write in such a manner shows conclusively that… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing, the rest is mere sheep-herding. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The real trouble with war (modern war) is that it gives no one a chance to kill the right people. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
No teacher has ever failed from ignorance. That is empiric professional knowledge. Teachers fail because they cannot `handle the class.' Real education… — 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
