Money is a kind of poetry. – Wallace Stevens
After the final no there comes a yes and on that yes the future of the world hangs. – Wallace Stevens
Money is a kind of poetry. – Wallace Stevens
After the final no there comes a yes and on that yes the future of the world hangs. – Wallace Stevens
We say God and the imagination are one… How high that highest candle lights the dark. – Wallace Stevens
Death is the mother of Beauty hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires. – Wallace Stevens