Quotes of William Carlos Williams - somelinesforyou

“ In summer, the song sings itself. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ In summer, the song sings itself. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ In summer, the song sings itself. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ This is Just to Say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ It is difficult to get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ We sit and talk, quietly, with long lapses of silence and I am aware of the stream that has no language, coursing beneath the quiet heaven of your eyes which has no speech ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for the fire and I attendant upon you, shaken by your beauty Shaken by your beauty Shaken. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ It is at the edge of the petal that love waits ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ If it ain't a pleasure, it ain't a poem. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ beauty’ is related not to ‘loveliness’ but to a state in which reality plays a part. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ The business of love is cruelty which, by our wills, we transform to live together. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ Danse Russe If I when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flamewhite disc in silken mists above shining trees, if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself: "I am lonely, lonely. I was born to be lonely, I am best so!" If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades, Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household? ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ For the beginning is assuredly the end since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ I think all writing is a disease. You can't stop it. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ Time is a storm in which we are all lost. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ Sun benches at the curb bespeak another season, truncated poplars that having served for shade served also later for the fire. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ It is at the edge of a petal that love waits. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ It is at the edge of a petal that love waits. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ By listening to his language of his locality the poet begins to learn his craft. It is his function to lift, by use of imagination and the language he hears, the material conditions and appearances of his environment to the sphere of the intelligence where they will have new currency. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ In summer, the song sings itself. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ It is at the edge of a petal that love waits. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ Time is a storm in which we are all lost. ”

- William Carlos Williams

“ But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents. ”

- William Carlos Williams
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