Edith Sitwell
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Edith Sitwell
Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell DBEwas a British poet and critic and the eldest of the three literary Sitwells...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 September 1877
art artist knows
What an artist is for is to tell us what we see but do not know that we see.
thinking frustration envy
When we think of cruelty, we must try to remember the stupidity, the envy, the frustration from which it has arisen.
reality men use
As for the usefulness of poetry, its uses are many. It is the deification of reality. It should make our days holy to us. The poet should speak to all men, for a moment, of that other life of theirs that they have smothered and forgotten.
trying looks pekingese
If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?
men thinking smell
I'm not the man to balk at a low smell, I not the man to insist on asphodel. This sounds like a He-fellow, don't you think? It sounds like that. I belch, I bawl, I drink.
soul half glucose
Your soul: pure glucose edged with hints Of tentative and half-soiled tints
taken fire discipline
I have taken this step because I want the discipline, the fire and the authority of the Church. I am hopelessly unworthy of it, but I hope to become worthy.
art reality poetry
Poetry is the deification of reality.
men poetry speak
The poet speaks to all men of that other life of theirs that they have smothered and forgotten.
home winter weather
Winter is the time for comfort - it is the time for home.
dream stars past
The busy chatter of the heat Shrilled like a parakeet; And shuddering at the noonday light The dust lay dead and white As powder on a mummy's face, Or fawned with simian grace Round booths with many a hard bright toy And wooden brittle joy: The cap and bells of Time the Clown That, jangling, whistled down Young cherubs hidden in the guise Of every bird that flies; And star-bright masks for youth to wear, Lest any dream that fare Bright pilgrim past our ken, should see Hints of Reality.
believe writing virginia
Virginia Woolf's writing is no more than glamorous knitting. I believe she must have a pattern somewhere.
mean feelings miserable
One's own surroundings means so much to one, when one is feeling miserable.
women piano government
I wish the government would put a tax on pianos for the incompetent.