Stevie Smith Quotes
Not Waving but Drowning Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further...
Show MoreGod the EaterThere is a god in whom I do not believeYet to this god my love stretches,This god whom ...
Show MoreThese thoughts are depressing I know. They are depressing, I wish I was more cheerful, it is more pl...
Show MoreBut human beings must suffer, and must make suffering for themselves, and beat themselves up into sp...
Show MoreMy friendships, they are a very strong part of my life, they are as light as gossamer but also they ...
Show MoreIt is the privilege of the richTo waste the time of the poorTo water with tears in secretA tree that...
Show MoreLove is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unt...
Show MoreIf I lie down on my bed I must be here,But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.
Hope and desire,All unfulfilled,Have more than ropeAnd hangman killed.
My heart was full of softening showers,I used to swing like this for hours,I did not care for war or...
Show MorePrate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end den...
Show MoreOh Lion in a peculiar guise,Sharp Roman road to Paradise,Come eat me up, I'll pay thy tollWith all m...
Show MoreInto the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not kn...
Show MoreI'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.
Children who paddle where the ocean bed shelves steeplyMust take great care they do not, Paddle too ...
Show MoreThe world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am i...
Show MoreAway with them, away; we should not believe fairy stories if we wish to be good. Think of them as pe...
Show MoreThere are moments of despair that come sometimes, when night sets in and a white fog presses against...
Show MoreThe English woman is so refined She has no bosom and no behind.
Raise from your bed of languorRaise from your bed of dismayYour friends will not come tomorrowAs the...
Show MoreBut one wants the idea of Death, you know, as something large and unknowable, something that allows ...
Show MoreI may be smelly and I may be old, Rough in my pebbles, reedy in my pools, But where my fish float by...
Show MoreAll poetry has to do is to make a strong communication. All the poet has to do is listen. The poet i...
Show MoreWild creatures' eyes, the colonel said,Are innocent and fathomlessAnd when I look at them I seeThat ...
Show MoreUnpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not ...
Show MoreMarriage I thinkFor womenIs the best of opiates.It kills the thoughtsThat think about the thoughts,I...
Show MoreMy Muse sits forlornShe wishes she had not been bornShe sits in the coldNo word she says is ever tol...
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