Quote by Anna Quindlen
There is little premium in poetry in a world that thinks of Pound

There is little premium in poetry in a world that thinks of Pound and Whitman as a weight and a sampler, not an Ezra, a Walt, a thing of beauty, a joy forever. – Anna Quindlen

Other quotes by Anna Quindlen

I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me. – Anna Quindlen

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Change
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If I get the forty additional years statisticians say are likely coming to me, I could fit in at least one, maybe two new lifetimes. Sad that only one of those lifetimes can include being the mother of young children. – Anna Quindlen

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sad
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Women who marry early are often overly enamored of the kind of man who looks great in wedding pictures and passes the maid of honor his telephone number. – Anna Quindlen

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I have learned that acting is not about beauty. – Vincent Cassel

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Beauty

To love beauty is to see light. – Victor Hugo

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Beauty

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Beauty

Beauty, like truth, is relative to the time when one lives and to the individual who can grasp it. The expression of beauty is in direct ratio to the power of conception the artist has acquired. – Gustave Courbet

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Beauty

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