The villages slept as the capable man went down, Time swished on the village clocks and dreams were alive, The enormous gongs gave edges to their sounds, As the rider, no chevalere and poorly dressed, Impatient of the bells and midnight forms, Rode over the picket docks, rode down the road, And, capable, created in his mind, Eventual victor, out of the martyr's bones, The ultimate elegance: the imagined land. Wallace Stevens
Some Similar Quotes
  1. I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination. - John Keats

  2. Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination. - Oscar Wilde

  3. Whether divine or human, it is precisely the imagination that fashions and recognizes the universe as meaningful, abiding, and valuable, that is to say, as real. - William K. Mahony

  4. Shadows only come to life in our imaginations. Unfortunately for me, I've got a very vivid imagination. - Anthony T. Hincks

  5. Truth is a matter of the imagination. - Unknown

More Quotes By Wallace Stevens
  1. The final belief is to believe in a fiction, which you know to be a fiction, there being nothing else. The exquisite truth is to know that it is a fiction and that you believe in it willingly.

  2. Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

  3. I am the truth, since I am part of what is real, but neither more nor less than those around me.

  4. After the final no there comes a yes / And on that yes the future world depends.

  5. I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendos The blackbird whistling Or just after.

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