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The act of bell ringing is symbolic of all proselytizing religions. It implies the pointless interference with the quiet of other people.
Ezra Pound
2.
The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.
Ezra Pound
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Genius... is the capacity to see ten things where the ordinary man sees one.
Ezra Pound
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The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.
Ezra Pound
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The only chance for victory over the brainwash is the right of every man to have his ideas judged one at a time. You never get clarity as long as you have these packaged words, as long as a word is used by twenty-five people in twenty-five different ways. That seems to me to be the first fight, if there is going to be any intellect left.
Ezra Pound
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Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture.
Ezra Pound
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As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.
Ezra Pound
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The ant's a centaur in his dragon world.
Ezra Pound
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All great art is born of the metropolis.
Ezra Pound
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'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting, bid the world's hounds come to horn!
Ezra Pound
11.
What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.
Ezra Pound
12.
What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage Whose world, or mine or theirs or is it of none? First came the seen, then thus the palpable Elysium, though it were in the halls of hell. What thou lovest well is thy true heritage.
Ezra Pound
13.
I have never known anyone worth a damn who wasn't irascible.
Ezra Pound
14.
Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing, the rest is mere sheep-herding.
Ezra Pound
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What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage
Ezra Pound
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What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage.
Ezra Pound
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What thou lovest well remains.
Ezra Pound
18.
The real trouble with war (modern war) is that it gives no one a chance to kill the right people.
Ezra Pound
19.
Either move or be moved.
Ezra Pound
20.
America is a lunatic asylum.
Ezra Pound
21.
USURY is the cancer of the world, which only the surgeon’s knife of Fascism can cut out of the life of the nations.
Ezra Pound
22.
Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.
Ezra Pound
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A slave is one who waits for someone to come and free him.
Ezra Pound
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Wars in old times were made to get slaves. The modern implement of imposing slavery is debt.
Ezra Pound
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Wars are made to make debt.
Ezra Pound
26.
If a nation's literature declines, the nation atrophies and decays.
Ezra Pound
27.
In our time, the curse is monetary illiteracy, just as inability to read plain print was the curse of earlier centuries.
Ezra Pound
28.
All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew nothing, yes, I knew nothing. And so words became void of meaning. I have arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty.
Ezra Pound
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Poetry is a language pared down to its essentials.
Ezra Pound
30.
Why fight for a flag when you can buy one for a nickel.
Ezra Pound
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Democracy is now currently defined in Europe as a 'country run by Jews,'
Ezra Pound
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Liberty is not a right but a duty.
Ezra Pound
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If a man isn't willing to take some risk for his opinions, either his opinions are no good or he's no good.
Ezra Pound
34.
Adolf Hitler was a Jeanne d'Arc, a saint. He was a martyr. Like many martyrs, he held extreme views.
Ezra Pound
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The temple is holy because it is not for sale.
Ezra Pound
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The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language.
Ezra Pound
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From the colour the nature And by the nature the sign! Beatific spirits welding together As in one ash-tree in Ygdrasail.
Ezra Pound
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If a patron buys from an artist who needs money (needs money to buy tools, time, food), the patron then makes himself equal to the artist; he is building art into the world; he creates.
Ezra Pound
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The individual cannot think and communicate his thought, the governor and legislator cannot act effectively or frame his laws without words, and the solidity and validity of these words is in the care of the damned and despised litterati...when their very medium, the very essence of their work, the application of word to thing goes rotten, i.e. becomes slushy and inexact, or excessive or bloated, the whole machinery of social and of individual thought and order goes to pot.
Ezra Pound
40.
Literature is news that stays news.
Ezra Pound
41.
The age demanded an image Of its accelerated grimace, Something for the modern stage, Not, at any rate, an Attic grace.
Ezra Pound
42.
The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough.
Ezra Pound
43.
Be not cheap or mediocre in desiring.
Ezra Pound
44.
A civilized man is one who will give a serious answer to a serious question. Civilization itself is a certain sane balance of values.
Ezra Pound
45.
I should consent to breed under pressure, if I were convinced in any way of the reasonableness of reproducing the species. But my nerves and the nerves of any woman I could live with three months, would produce only a victim... lacking in impulse, a mere bundle of discriminations. If I were wealthy I might subsidize a stud of young peasants, or a tribal group in Tahiti.
Ezra Pound
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I guess the definition of a lunatic is a man surrounded by them.
Ezra Pound
47.
Rhythm is form cut into time.
Ezra Pound
48.
I did not enter into silence. Silence captured me.
Ezra Pound
49.
Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of the public or half-educated ape of a clargimint could think he understood.
Ezra Pound
50.
And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will.
Ezra Pound