I am better able to imagine hell than heaven; it is my inheritance, I suppose. Elinor Wylie More Quotes by Elinor Wylie More Quotes From Elinor Wylie In masks outrageous and austere The years go by in single file; But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile. Elinor Wylie smile philosophical life My lord, adjudge my strength, and set me where Elinor Wylie strength prayer littles Peaches grow wild, and pigs can live in clover; Elinor Wylie winter spring pigs I shall lie folded like a saint, Elinor Wylie saint blue lying If any have a stone to throw It is not I, ever or now. Elinor Wylie ifs stones If you would keep your soul Elinor Wylie moles soul sight I have never cared very deeply about the actual taste of my work. Let its essential odor satisfy my mind and senses, and I am content. I rarely judge by the grosser test of actual gustation ... in cooking, to create a masterpiece for the nose alone - that is exquisite, that is Art! Elinor Wylie cooking judging art The bird Imagination, That flies so far, that dies so soon; Her wings are colored like the sun, Her breast is colored like the moon. Elinor Wylie moon imagination wings The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all. The squirrels in their silver fur will fall Like falling leaves, like fruit, before your shot. Elinor Wylie summer sweet fall An old earthen pipe like myself is dry and thirsty and so a most voracious drinker of life at its source; I'm no more to be split by the vital stream than if I were stone or steel. Elinor Wylie splits dry steel Down to the Puritan marrow of my bones Elinor Wylie hate love looks I bear a little more than I can bear. Elinor Wylie i-can bears littles When strawberries go begging, and the sleek Elinor Wylie hope blue lying
