Auden Quote by W. H. Auden Download Open image ““for once in our lives / Everything became a You and nothing was an It.”” — W. H. Auden ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Auden Christmas Incarnation Poetry
“When you became everything and everything became you, what was there to dispute? Everything just was.” — Kitty Thomas Copy Share Image
“When something happened that was everything to you you realized it was nothing to everything else.” — Glen Duncan Copy Share
“Once upon a time, you were everything to me..and I was everything to you.” — marge baylin Copy Share Image
“Nothing that ever was changes. Yet nothing that is can ever be the same as what went before.” — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
“There are things in life that happen that change who we are, things that are hard to come back from, and in the end… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
Pleasure is by no means an infallible critical guide, but it is the least fallible. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
Why doesn't the United States take over the monarchy and unite with England? England does have important assets. Naturally the longer you wait, the… — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
The commonest ivory tower is that of the average man, the state of passivity towards experience. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
Harrow the house of the dead; look shining at New styles of architecture, a change of heart. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
Most poetry is the utterance of a man in some state of passion, love, joy, grief, rage, etc., and no doubt this is as it should be. But no man is perpetually in a passion and those states in which he is amused and amusing, detached and irreverent, if less important, are no less amusing. If there were no poets… — W. H. Auden Copy Share
Men will pay large sums to whores for telling them they are not bores. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
If age, which is certainly Just as wicked as youth, look any wiser, It is only that youth is still able to believe It… — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
I and the public know What all schoolchildren learn, Those to whom evil is done Do evil in return. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
One cannot walk through an assembly factory and not feel that one is in Hell. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
How happy the lot of the mathematician. He is judged solely by his peers, and the standard is so high that no colleague or… — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin: impatience. Because of impatience we were driven out of Paradise, because of impatience we cannot return. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
Books should confuse. Literature abhors the typical. Literature flows to the particular, the mundane, the greasiness of paper, the taste of warm beer, the… — Richard Rodriguez Copy Share Image
One way or another, all the poets of the thirties and forties reacted to Auden, either by rejecting him or trying to absorb him. — Clive James Copy Share Image
Auden, who asked two things of an imagined world-that it be somehow like ours and somehow unlike-would be Ben Marcus's ideal reader, yet even without the poet's dire program, I am altogether taken by this hilarious and sexy alternative universe. Just imagine! it is all done with words instead of mirrors, so much more reliable and so much more heartbreaking.… — Richard Howard Copy Share
You searched through all my poets, From Sappho through to Auden, I saw the book fall from your hands, As you slowly died of… — Nick Cave Copy Share Image
The most conspicuous thing about suffering is, as W.H. Auden once observed, its banality. The day is green, the sun is shinging, someone is… — Michael Jackson Copy Share Image
Auden said poetry makes nothing happen. But I wonder if the opposite could be true. It could make something happen. — Carol Ann Duffy Copy Share Image
W. H. Auden once suggested that to understand your own country you need to have lived in at least two others. One can say something similar for periods of time: to understand your own century you need to have come to terms with at least two others. The key to learning something about the past might be a ruin or… — Ian Mortimer Copy Share
The lyric abstrusities of Auden ring mystically down the circular canals of my ear and it begins to look like snow. The good gray conservative obliterating snow. Smoothing (in one white lacy euphemism after another) out all the black bleak angular unangelic nauseous ugliness of the blasted sterile world: dry buds, shrunken stone houses, dead vertical moving people all all… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
The high-water mark, so to speak, of Socialist literature is W.H. Auden, a sort of gutless Kipling. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“Why should I even bother? What's the point, really?" He thought for a moment. "Who says there has to be a point?" he asked.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The fact is, there is no foundation, no secure ground, upon which people may stand today if it isn’t the family. If you don’t… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
