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Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a...

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All day long you sit and sew,Stitch life down for fear it grow,Stitch life down for fear we guessAt ...

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Your soul: pure glucose edged with hintsOf tentative and half-soiled tints

I am dying but otherwise I am quite well.

Solo For Ear-Trumpet The carriage brushes through the brightLeaves (violent jets from life to light)...

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Hot water is my native element. I was in it as a baby and I have never seemed to get out of it ever...

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Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound why ...

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I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty...But I am too busy thinking about myself.

A great many people now reading and writing would be better employed in keeping rabbits.

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.

I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel ...

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Poetry is the deification of reality.

Poetry ennobles the heart and the eyes and unveils the meaning of all things upon which the heart a...

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I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

The fusty showman fumbles, must Fit in a particle of dustThe universe, for fear it gainIts freedom f...

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Eccentricity is not, as some would believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride,...

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Answers I kept my answers small and kept them near;Big questions bruised my mind but still I letSmal...

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I wish the government would put a tax on pianos for the incompetent.

Said the Sun to the Moon-'When you are but a lonely white crone,And I, a dead King in my golden armo...

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Edith Sitwell

Poet

Born: 1887-09-07

Died: 1964-12-09

Edith Sitwell (7 September 1887 – 9 December 1964) was an English poet and critic.More