A great many people now reading and writing would be better employed keeping rabbits.
Edith Sitwell
Good taste is the worst vice ever invented.
Edith Sitwell
Hot water is my native element. I was in it as a baby, and I have never seemed to get out of it ever since.
Edith Sitwell
I am an unpopular electric eel in a pool of catfish.
Edith Sitwell
I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.
Edith Sitwell
I am one of those unhappy persons who inspire bores to the greatest flights of art.
Edith Sitwell
I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.
Edith Sitwell
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty...but I am too busy thinking about myself.
Edith Sitwell
I have taken this step because I want the discipline, the fire and the authority of the Church. I am hopelessly unworthy of it, but I hope to become worthy.
Edith Sitwell
I wish the government would put a tax on pianos for the incompetent.
Edith Sitwell
I'm not the man to balk at a low smell, I not the man to insist on asphodel. This sounds like a He-fellow, don't you think? It sounds like that. I belch, I bawl, I drink.
Edith Sitwell
My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.
Edith Sitwell
Poetry is the deification of reality.
Edith Sitwell
Still falls the rain - dark as the world of man, black as our loss - blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails upon the Cross.
Edith Sitwell
The aim of flattery is to soothe and encourage us by assuring us of the truth of an opinion we have already formed about ourselves.
Edith Sitwell
The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of "a moment of their other lives"-a moment that had been buried beneath the dust of the busy world.
Edith Sitwell
The poet speaks to all men of that other life of theirs that they have smothered and forgotten.
Edith Sitwell
The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.
Edith Sitwell
The trouble with most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation they do not want to attract attention.
Edith Sitwell
Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.
Edith Sitwell
Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?
Edith Sitwell
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Type:
Poet
Date of Birth:
1887-09-07
Year of Death:
1964
Nationality:
English |
