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Wallace Stevens Quotes

Throw away the light, the definitions, and say what you see in the dark.

Throw away the light, the definitions, and say what you see in the dark.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.183, Vintage

Man is an eternal sophomore.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.250, Vintage

Imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Necessary Angel: Essays on Reality and the Imagination”, p.136, Vintage

Reality is a cliché from which we escape by metaphor.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.260, Vintage

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

"Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction". Poem by Wallace Stevens, 1942.

The mind is smaller than the eye.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.161, Vintage

The purpose of poetry is to make life complete in itself.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.243, Vintage

The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.249, Vintage

The imagination is one of the forces of nature.

Wallace Stevens (1997). “Collected Poetry and Prose”

God and the imagination are one.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Selected Poems”, p.295, Knopf

All poetry is experimental poetry.

1957 Opus Posthumous, Aphorisms,'Adagia'.

Accuracy of observation is the equivalent of accuracy of thinking.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.240, Vintage

The poet makes silk dresses out of worms.

1957 Opus Posthumous, Aphorisms,'Adagia'.

Poetry is a means of redemption.

1957 Opus Posthumous, Aphorisms,'Adagia'.

One cannot spend one's time in being modern when there are so many more important things to be.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.255, Vintage

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

Wallace Stevens (1997). “Collected Poetry and Prose”

It is the belief and not the god that counts.

Wallace Stevens (2011). “Opus Posthumous: Poems, Plays, Prose”, p.243, Vintage