Quote by Wallace Stevens
To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life, and to think of it as part of life is to realize the extent of artifice. We live in the mind. – Wallace Stevens

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If poetry should address itself to the same needs and aspirations, the same hopes and fears, to which the Bible addresses itself, it might rival it in distribution. – Wallace Stevens

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Intolerance respecting other peoples religion is toleration itself in comparison with intolerance respecting other peoples art. – Wallace Stevens

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Among twenty snowy mountains,
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A child who has never fantasized about having other parents is seriously lacking in imagination. – Fred G. Gosman

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