Wallace Stevens Quotes
Bethou me, said sparrow, to the crackled blade, And you, and you, bethou me as you blow, When in my coppice you behold me be.
Wallace Stevens
Quotes to Explore
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The broad-backed hippopotamusRests on his belly in the mud;Although he seems so firm to usHe is merely flesh and blood.
T. S. Eliot
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It seemed like there was no control over it. I think certain things just popped. God was blessing us in telling us that certain things were going the way they were supposed to go.
Jack White
The White Stripes
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Our great-grand-children, when they learn how we began this war by snatching glory out of defeat, and then swept on to victory, may also learn how the little holiday steamers made an excursion to hell and came back glorious.
J. B. Priestley
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The museums are here to teach the history of art and something more as well, for, if they stimulate in the weak a desire to imitate, they furnish the strong with the means of their emancipation.
Edgar Degas
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Peter Sissons: The single currency, a United States of Europe, was all that in your mind when you took Britain in?Edward Heath: Of course, yes.
Edward Heath
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Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one consciously, by means of certain external symbols, conveys to others the feelings one has experienced, whereby people so infected by these feelings, also experience them.
Leo Tolstoy
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Moby? You can get stomped by Obie! You 36-year-old bald headed fag, blow me. You don't know me; you're too old. Let go, it's over. Nobody listens to techno!
Eminem
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If you should put a knife into a French girl's learning it would explode and blow away like an omelette soufflee.
M. E. W. Sherwood
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I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please, for so fools have.
William Shakespeare
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I have no pretension that I belong in D.C. I mean, I have to be cautious on how we do our restaurant.
Daniel Boulud
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My son makes me super giddy, especially when he laughs. His laugh makes me laugh like a maniac!
Alicia Keys
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Bethou me, said sparrow, to the crackled blade, And you, and you, bethou me as you blow, When in my coppice you behold me be.
Wallace Stevens