Quotes by : Edith Sitwell

Said the Sun to the Moon-'When you are but a lonely white crone,And I, a dead King in my golden armour....

Your soul: pure glucose edged with hintsOf tentative and half-soiled tints

Answers I kept my answers small and kept them near;Big questions bruised my mind but still I letSmall....

The fusty showman fumbles, must Fit in a particle of dustThe universe, for fear it gainIts freedom from....

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

Poetry is the deification of reality.

I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty...But I am too busy thinking about myself.

Poetry ennobles the heart and the eyes and unveils the meaning of all things upon which the heart and....

Solo For Ear-Trumpet The carriage brushes through the brightLeaves (violent jets from life to light);Strong....

The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.