Wallace Stevens

Money is a kind of poetry…

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a…

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake…

Intolerance respecting other people’s religion is toleration itself in comparison with intolerance respecting other people’s…

A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman…

The imagination is man’s power over nature…

It is the unknown that excites the ardor of scholars, who, in the known alone…

After the final no there comes a yes and on that yes the future of…

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life…

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise…

In poetry, you must love the words, the ideas and the images and rhythms with…

Death is the mother of Beauty hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our…

I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections, Or the beauty of…

If poetry should address itself to the same needs and aspirations, the same hopes and…

We say God and the imagination are one… How high that highest candle lights the…