This is the simplest of all thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.
Stevie SmithO happy dogs of England, Bark well at errand boys, If you lived anywhere else, You would not be allowed to make such an infernal noise.
Stevie SmithLove is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.
Stevie SmithIt is an amiable part of human nature, that we should love our animals; it is even better to love them to the point of folly, than not to love them at all.
Stevie SmithTruth is far and flat, and fancy is fiery; and truth is cold, and people feel the cold, and they may wrap themselves against it in fancies that are fiery, but they should not call them facts; and, generally, poets do not; they are shrewd, they feel the cold, too, but they know a hawk from a handsaw, a fact from a fancy, as none knows better.
Stevie Smith