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William Williams

Фотография Уильям Уильямс (photo William Williams)

День рождения: 17.09.1883 года
Возраст: 79 лет
Место рождения: Резерфорд, Нью-Джерси, США
Дата смерти: 04.03.1963 года

Quotes of William Williams

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  • ⋅What power has love but forgiveness? /William Williams
  • ⋅My surface is myself. Under which to witness, youth is buried. Roots? Everybody has roots. /William Williams
  • ⋅THE THOUGHTFUL LOVER Deny yourself all half things. Have it or leave it. But it will keep—or it is not worth the having. Never start anything you can't finish— However do not lose faith because you are starved! She loves you she says. Believe it —tomorrow. But today the particulars of poetry that difficult art require your whole attention. /William Williams
  • ⋅What power has love but forgiveness? In other words by its intervention what has been done can be undone. What good is it otherwise? /William Williams
  • ⋅The poem springs from the half spoken words of the patient.... When asked, how I have for so many years continued an equal interest in medicine and the poem, I reply that they amount for me to nearly the same thing. /William Williams
  • ⋅It's a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part! /William Williams
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  • ⋅No opinion can be trusted; even the facts may be nothing but a printer's error. /William 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 Williams
  • ⋅When I am alone I am happy. /William Williams
  • ⋅Houses - the dark side silhouetted on flashes of moonlight! /William Williams
  • ⋅A profusion of pink roses being ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring. /William Williams
  • ⋅Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year. /William 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 Williams
  • ⋅As the rain falls so does your love bathe every open object of the world /William Williams
  • ⋅But time in only another liar, so go along the wall a little further: if blackberries prove bitter there'll be mushrooms, fairy-ring mushrooms in the grass, sweetest of all fungi. /William Williams
  • ⋅Shoes twisted into incredible lilies. /William Williams
  • ⋅Remorse is a virtue in that it is a stirrer up of the emotions but it is a folly to accept it is a criticism of conduct. /William Williams
  • ⋅Imagination though it cannot wipe out the sting of remorse can instruct the mind in its proper uses. /William Williams
  • ⋅It is not fair to be old, to put on a brown sweater. /William Williams
  • ⋅Outside, the north wind, coming and passing, swelling and dying, lifts the frozen sand drives it a-rattle against the lidless windows and we may dear sit stroking the cat stroking the cat and smiling sleepily, prrrr. /William Williams
  • ⋅There is no thing that with a twist of the imagination cannot be something else. Porpoises risen in a green sea, the wind at nightfall bending the rose- red grasses and you- in your apron hurrying to catch- say it seems to you to be your son. How ridiculous! You will pass up into a cloud and look back at me, not count the scribbling foolish that put wings at your heels, at your knees. /William Williams
  • ⋅Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze. /William Williams
  • ⋅The only realism in art is of the imagination. /William Williams
  • ⋅In summer, the song sings itself. /William Williams
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  • ⋅It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there. /William Williams
  • ⋅It was the love of love, the love of swallows up all else, a grateful love, a love of natural, of people, of animals, a love ingengering gentleness and goodness that moved meand that I saw in you /William Williams
  • ⋅A new world is only a new mind. /William Williams
  • ⋅It is at the edge of a petal that love waits. /William Williams
  • ⋅What "love" is I don't know if it's not the response of our deepest natures to one another. /William Williams
  • ⋅Either I exist or I do not exist, and no amount of pap which I happen to be lapping can dull me to the loss. /William Williams
Goss Malone
Omalone1 16.07.2019 07:48:16
Women think that all men are equal, and this is their strength, men think all women are different - it destroys them.

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