Top 180 Ezra Pound Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations.”

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102. “Rhythm must have meaning.”

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103. “Man is an over-complicated organism. If he is doomed to extinction he will die out for want of simplicity.”

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104. “Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.”

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105. “Go to the adolescent who are smothered in family – Oh how hideous it is To see three generations of one house gathered together! It is like an old tree with shoots, And with some branches rotted and falling.”

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106. “And I am homesick After mine own kind that know, and feel And have some breath for beauty and the arts.”

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107. “When words cease to cling close to things, kingdoms fall, empires wane and diminish.”

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108. “As for literature It gives no man a sinecure. And no one knows, at sight, a masterpiece. And give up verse, my boy, There’s nothing in it.”

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109. “Consider the way of the scientists rather than the way of an advertising agent for a new soap.”

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110. “All great art is born of the metropolis.”

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111. “A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness.”

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112. “Poetry is about as much a ‘criticism of life’ as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire.”

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113. “The eyes of this dead lady speak to me For here was love, was not to be drowned out. And here desire, not to be kissed away. The eyes of this dead lady speak to me.”

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114. “Haie! Haie! These were the swift to harry; These the keen-scented; These were the souls of blood. Slow on the leash, pallid the leash-men!”

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115. “Poetry must be as well written as prose.”

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116. “The serious artist must be as open as nature. Nature does not give all of herself in a paragraph. She is rugged and not set apart into discreet categories.”

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117. “No verse is libre for the man who wants to do a good job.”

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118. “The primary pigment of poetry is the IMAGE.”

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119. “I think an alliance with Stalin’s Russia is rotten.”

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120. “I have never known anyone worth a damn who wasn’t irascible.”

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121. “Until you know who has lent what to whom, you know nothing whatever of politics, you know nothing whatever of history, you know nothing of international wrangles.”

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122. “Technique is the test of sincerity. If a thing isn’t worth getting the technique to say, it is of inferior value.”

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123. “You have been second always. Tragical? No. You preferred it to the usual thing: One dull man, dulling and uxorious, One average mind- with one thought less, each year.”

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124. “But I am like the grass, I can not love you.”

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125. “You are a fool to seek the kind of art you don’t like. You are a fool to read classics because you are told to and not because you like them. You are a fool to aspire to good tastes if you haven’t naturally got it.”

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126. “Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of the public or half-educated ape of a clargimint could think he understood.”

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127. “The man who fears war and squats opposing My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson But is fit only to rot in womanish peace.”

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128. “And if you ask how I regret that parting: It is like the flowers falling at Spring’s end Confused, whirled in a tangle. What is the use of talking, and there is no end of talking, There is no end of things in the heart. I.”

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129. “No picture is made to endure nor to live with but it is made to sell and sell quickly with usura, sin against nature, is thy bread ever more of stale rags is thy bread dry as paper.”

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130. “As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.”

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131. “Any damn fool can be spontaneous.”

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132. “The intellect is a very nice whirligig toy, but how people take it seriously is more than I can understand.”

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133. “Gloom and solemnity are entirely out of place in even the most rigorous study of an art originally intended to make glad the heart of man.”

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134. “Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber’s wax dummy is to sculpture.”

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135. “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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136. “Somebody said that I am the last American living the tragedy of Europe.”

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137. “In case I conk out, this is provisionally what I have to do: I must clarify obscurities; I must make clearer definite ideas or dissociations. I must find a verbal formula to combat the rise of brutality – the principle of order versus the split atom.”

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138. “Our own consciousness is incapable of having produce the universe. God, therefore, exists. That is to say, there is no reason for not applying the term God, Theos, to the intimate essence.”

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139. “It is more than likely that the brain itself is, in origin and development, only a sort of great clot of genital fluid held in suspense or reserved. This hypothesis would explain the enormous content of the brain as a maker or presenter of images.”

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140. “The act of bell ringing is symbolic of all proselytizing religions. It implies the pointless interference with the quiet of other people.”

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141. “People find ideas a bore because they do not distinguish between live ones and stuffed ones on a shelf.”

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142. “Religion, oh, just another of those numerous failures resulting from an attempt to popularize art.”

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143. “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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144. “If I could believe the Quakers banned music because church music is so damn bad, I should view them with approval.”

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145. “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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146. “I ask a wreathwhich will not crush my head. And there is no hurry about it; I shall have, doubtless, a boom after my funeral, Seeing that long standing increases all things regardless of quality.”

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147. “Art that sells on production is bad art, essentially. It is art that is made to demand. It suits the public. The taste of the public is bad. The taste of the public is always bad. It is bad because it is not an individual expression, but merely a mania for assent, a mania to be ‘in on it’.”

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148. “Technique is the test of sincerity.”

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149. “If the individual, or heretic, gets hold of some essential truth, or sees some error in the system being practiced, he commits so many marginal errors himself that he is worn out before he can establish his point.”

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150. “Utter originality is, of course, out of the question.”

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