It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.
William Carlos WilliamsTo refine, to clarify, to intensify that eternal moment in which we alone live there is but a single force the imagination.
William Carlos WilliamsFor the beginning is assuredly the end- since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities.
William Carlos WilliamsAt our age the imagination across the sorry facts lifts us to make roses stand before thorns. Sure love is cruel and selfish and totally obtuse— at least, blinded by the light, young love is. But we are older, I to love and you to be loved, we have, no matter how, by our wills survived to keep the jeweled prize always at our finger tips. We will it so and so it is past all accident.
William Carlos Williams