Stevie Smith Short Quotes

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Marred pleasure's best, shadow makes the sun strong.

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Oh I am a cat that likes to
Gallop about doing good...

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Nobody writes or wishes to
Who is one with their desire.

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This Englishwoman is so refined
She has no bosom and no behind.

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Beware the man whose mouth is small
For he'll give nothing and take all.

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The capacity women have for just hanging on is depressing to contemplate.

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Sin recognized - but that - may keep us humble,
But oh, it keeps us nasty.

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The flower and fruit of love are mine
The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole

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Here is all straight and narrow as a tomb
Oh shut me not within a little room.

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Death's not a separation or alteration or parting it's just a one-handled door.

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Was he married, did he try
To support as he grew less fond of them
Wife and family?

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He wrote The I and the It
He wrote The It and Me
He died at Marienbad
And now we are all at sea.

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I made Man with too many faults. Yet I love him.
And if he wishes, I have a home above for him.

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I'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.

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As Nature is always careless and indifferent
Who sees, who steps, means nothing and this is pretty.

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I love Life,
I would fight to the death for it,
That's a feeling you say? I will find
A reason for it.

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My Muse sits forlorn She wishes she had not been born She sits in the cold No word she says is ever told.

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There can be no good art that is international. Art to be vigorous and gesund must use the material at hand.

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The boat that took my love away
He sent again to me
To tell me that he would not sleep
Alone beneath the sea.

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Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.

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Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.

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In his fur the animal rode, and in his fur he strove,
And oh it filled my heart my heart, it filled my heart with love.

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I am not a cold woman, Henry,
But I do not feel for you,
What I feel for the elephants and the miasmas
And the general view.

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You say I must write another book? But I've just written this one.
You like it so much that's the reason? Read it again then.

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Oh Lion in a peculiar guise, Sharp Roman road to Paradise, Come eat me up, I'll pay thy toll With all my flesh, and keep my soul.

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Who is this that comes in grandeur, coming from the blazing East?
This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ.

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I long for the Person from Porlock
To bring my thoughts to an end,
I am growing impatient to see him
I think of him as a friend.

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The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.

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O happy dogs of England, Bark well at errand boys, If you lived anywhere else, You would not be allowed to make such an infernal noise.

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The religion of Christianity
Is mixed of sweetness and cruelty
Reject this Sweetness, for she wears
A smoky dress out of hell fires.

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