Pay no attention to the criticism of men who have never themselves written a notable work.
EZRA POUNDSpeak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.
More Ezra Pound Quotes
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Rhythm is form cut into time.
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The secret of popular writing is never to put more on a given page than the common reader can lap off it with no strain whatsoever on his habitually slack attention.
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If a man isn’t willing to take some risk for his opinions, either his opinions are no good or he’s no good.
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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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This is no book. Whoever touches this touches a man.
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The 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.
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Science is unpoetic only to minds jaundiced with sentiment and romanticism, the great masters of the past boasted all they could of it and found it magical.
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From the colour the nature And by the nature the sign! Beatific spirits welding together As in one ash-tree in Ygdrasail.
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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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Small talk comes from small bones.
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What thou lovest well remains.
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Properly, we should read for power. Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one’s hand.
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Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing, the rest is mere sheep-herding.
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Bureaucrats are a pox. They are supposed to be necessary. Certain chemicals in the body are supposed to be necessary to life, but cause death the moment they increase beyond a suitable limit.
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I would hold the rosy, slender fingers of the dawn for you.
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