85 Quotes by Allen Tate

There's precious little to say between day and dark, Perhaps a few words on the implacable will Of time sailing like a magic barque Or something as fine for the amenities....

We are afraid that we have not lived. We are not afraid of dying.

Our loss put six feet under ground Is measured by the magnolia's root; Our gain's the intellectual sound Of death's feet round a weedy tomb.

Men cannot live forever But they must die forever....

I say that what one loves is best: The midnight fastness of the heart.

Death's long anabasis.

The dusk runs down the lane driven like hail; Far off a precise whistle is escheat To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale....

Venus knows country matters: country knows Venus: For Love, Dione's boy, was born on the farm.

we know our end A packet of worm-seed, a garden of spent tissues.