Quotes by Wallace Stevens

Explore a curated collection of 45 quotes by Wallace Stevens. Discover timeless wisdom, insightful thoughts, and memorable words that have inspired readers around the world. Browse through the gallery below and click on any quote to read more.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake. — Wallace Stevens
After the final no there comes a yes / And on that yes the future world depends. — Wallace Stevens
I do not know which to prefer,The beauty of inflectionsOr the beauty of innuendosThe blackbird whistlingOr just after. — Wallace Stevens
We live in an old chaos of the sun. — Wallace Stevens
One must read poetry with one's nerves. — Wallace Stevens
Poetry is an abstraction bloodied. — Wallace Stevens
The Poem That Took The Place Of A MountainThere it was, word for word, The poem that took the place of a mountain. He br — Wallace Stevens
Conceptions are artificial. Perceptions are essential. — Wallace Stevens
The way through the worldIs more difficult to find than the way beyond it. — Wallace Stevens
Poetry is the scholar's art. — Wallace Stevens
A poem is a meteor. — Wallace Stevens
There will never be an endTo this droning of the surf. — Wallace Stevens
I placed a jar in Tennessee and round it was upon a hill. — Wallace Stevens
Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container. — Wallace Stevens
Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers. — Wallace Stevens
I know noble accentsAnd lucid, inescapable rhythms;But I know, too,That the blackbird is involvedIn what I know. — Wallace Stevens
The truth is that there comes a time When we can mourn no more over music That is so much motionless sound — Wallace Stevens
The mind can never be satisfied. — Wallace Stevens
THE POEMS OF OUR CLIMATEIClear water in a brilliant bowl, Pink and white carnations. The lightIn the room more like a sn — Wallace Stevens
It was soldier's went marching over the rocks,and still they came in watery flocks,because it was spring and the birds h — Wallace Stevens