Stevie Smith

I only asked my friends to be friendly and polite, I found them indifferent and censorious; The one I left to silence,…

— Stevie Smith

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all…

— Stevie Smith

“Wild creatures' eyes, the colonel said, Are innocent and fathomless And when I look at them I see That they are not…

— Stevie Smith

“Raise from your bed of languor Raise from your bed of dismay Your friends will not come tomorrow As they did not…

— Stevie Smith

“There is a god in whom I do not believe Yet to this god my love stretches, This god whom I do…

— Stevie Smith

So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die, Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough, And…

— Stevie Smith

If a lady comes up to you and tells you that your dear mama is lying in a faint on the pavement…

— Stevie Smith

I like food, I like stripping vegetables of their skins, I like to have a slim young parsnip under my knife.

— Stevie Smith

Death's not a separation or alteration or parting; it's just a one-handled door.

— Stevie Smith

The flower and fruit of love are mine The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole

— Stevie Smith

“Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes…

— Stevie Smith

It is an amiable part of human nature, that we should love our animals; it is even better to love them to…

— Stevie Smith

My Muse sits forlorn She wishes she had not been born She sits in the cold No word she says is ever…

— Stevie Smith

There are moments of despair that come sometimes, when night sets in and a white fog presses against the windows. Then our…

— Stevie Smith

Fourteen-year-old, why must you giggle and dote, Fourteen-year-old, why are you such a goat? I'm fourteen years old, that is the reason,…

— Stevie Smith

I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer, and as she dreams she gets paler and leaner. Then be off…

— Stevie Smith

Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will…

— Stevie Smith

If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be…

— Stevie Smith

Christianity in the suburb is cheerful. The church is a centre of social activity and those who go to church need never…

— Stevie Smith

There can be no good art that is international. Art to be vigorous and gesund must use the material at hand.

— Stevie Smith

Why does my muse only speak when she is uhnhappy? She does not, I only listen when I am unhappy.

— Stevie Smith

“Love me, Love me, I cried to the rocks and the trees, And Love me, they cried again, but it was only…

— Stevie Smith

If there wasn't death, I think you couldn't go on.

— Stevie Smith

Youth is an arithmetical statement of passing interest, each hour eats it up.

— Stevie Smith

I am hungry to be interrupted For ever and ever amen O Person from Porlock come quickly And bring my thoughts to…

— Stevie Smith