If a nation’s literature declines, the nation atrophies and decays.
EZRA POUNDThe curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.
More Ezra Pound Quotes
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No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.
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The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.
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Poets who are not interested in music are, or become, bad poets.
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Seems fairly clear that you fix a breed by LIMITING the amount of alien infiltration. You make a race by homogeneity and by avoiding in breeding, No argument has ever been sprouted against it. You like it in dogs and horses.
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Pay no attention to the criticism of men who have never themselves written a notable work.
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Man is an over-complicated organism. If he is doomed to extinction he will die out for want of simplicity.
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A man’s hope measures his civilization. The attainability of the hope measures, or may measure, the civilization of his nation and time.
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Anyone who is too lazy to master the comparatively small glossary necessary to understand Chaucer deserves to be shut out from the reading of good books forever.
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Any general statement is like a check drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.
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Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.
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The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language, and no single language is capable of expressing all forms and degrees of human comprehension.
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What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.
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In our time, the curse is monetary illiteracy, just as inability to read plain print was the curse of earlier centuries.
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What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage.
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I would hold the rosy, slender fingers of the dawn for you.
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