97 Quotes by Stevie Smith

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning.

I like food, I like stripping vegetables of their skins, I like to have a slim young parsnip under my knife.

I love Death because he breaks the human pattern and frees us from pleasures too prolonged as well as from the pains of this world. It is pleasant, too, to remember that Death lies in our hands; he must come if we call him. ... I think if there were no death, life would be more than flesh and blood could bear ...

This is the simplest of all thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.

I am hungry to be interrupted For ever and ever amen O Person from Porlock come quickly And bring my thoughts to an end.

As Nature is always careless and indifferent Who sees, who steps, means nothing and this is pretty.

Coleridge received the Person from Porlock And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him in? He could have hid in the house.

Life may be treacherous, but you can always depend on death.

Youth is an arithmetical statement of passing interest, each hour eats it up.