Reality is not what it is. It consists of the many realities which it can be made into.

Quote by Wallace Stevens

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New York is a field of tireless and antagonistic interests undoubtedly fascinating but horribly unreal....

New York is a field of tireless and antagonistic interests undoubtedly fascinating but horribly unreal....

Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature...

Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature...

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

The philosopher proves that the philosopher exists. The poet merely enjoys existence.

The philosopher proves that the philosopher exists. The poet merely enjoys existence.

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a...

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a...

It can never be satisfied, the mind, never.

It can never be satisfied, the mind, never.

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life,...

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life,...

The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.

The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

The fire burns as the novel taught it how.

The fire burns as the novel taught it how.

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life,...

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life,...

In poetry, you must love the words, the ideas and the images and rhythms with...

In poetry, you must love the words, the ideas and the images and rhythms with...

In the world of words, the imagination is one of the forces of nature.

In the world of words, the imagination is one of the forces of nature.

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

One cannot spend one's time in being modern when there are so many more important...

One cannot spend one's time in being modern when there are so many more important...

As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.

As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.

How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room...

How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room...

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would...

Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would...

The point of vision and desire are the same.

The point of vision and desire are the same.