Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Meandering, meandering, meandering we go . . .

Today is the birthday of Edith Louisa Sitwell (September 7, 1887 – December 9, 1964), poet and critic.

"The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth."
- Edith Sitwell

"I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... but I am too busy thinking about myself."
- Edith Sitwell

"The aim of flattery is to soothe and encourage us by assuring us of the truth of an opinion we have already formed about ourselves."
- Edith Sitwell

"Poetry ennobles the heart and the eyes, and unveils the meaning of all things upon which the heart and the eyes dwell. It discovers the secret rays of the universe, and restores to us forgotten paradises."
- Edith Sitwell

"It is a part of the poet's work to show each man what he sees but does not know he sees."
- Edith Sitwell

"Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?"
- Edith Sitwell

"The poet speaks to all men of that other life of theirs that they have smothered and forgotten."
- Edith Sitwell

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