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“There is a god in whom I do not believe Yet to this god my love stretches, This god whom I do not believe in is My whole life, my life and I am his. Everything that I have of pleasure and pain (Of pain, of bitter pain and men's contempt) I give this god for him to feed upon As he is my whole life and I am his. When I am dead I hope that he will eat Everything I have been and have not been And crunch and feed upon it and grow fat Eating my life all up as it is his. - God the Eater”

Quote by Stevie Smith

Work

Collected Poems

This book is a collection of poems that spans different styles and themes, showcasing the diversity of poetic expression. more

Author

Stevie Smith
Stevie Smith

Stevie Smith, born on September 20, 1902, and died on March 7, 1971, was a renowned British poet. Her poetry is characterized by its unique style, concise language, and often humorous and satirical elements. Smith's works have been widely appreciated by readers and are considered classics of 20th-century British literature. more

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“All I knew was where it had started, a year before. The three strikes against me and all the reasons I couldn’t say no. I couldn’t have explained the girls, the women, who had briefly entered my life. Briefly changed it. [He] wouldn’t have understood their laughs, their indignations, their secrets. For the rest of the night my eyes drifted to the people on the street, the girls, the women, and I felt like I was seeing the lives they wouldn’t live.”

“İnsanlar hayatlarını binbir farklı biçimde yaşar, ama ister gizli gizli, tanıksız ve skandalsız, belki de kendi odasında ya da sadece düşüncelerinde veya rüyasında, ister herkesin içinde , törenle, isterse de böyle saçma, utanç verici, canice biçimde olsun, yaşamında bir kez koşmak, her insanın yazgısında vardır. Gerçi bir çok etken rol oynar bunda, ama kendimizden, kendi isteklerimizden ve niyetlerimizden çok kökenlerimize, eğitimimize, bize dayatılan yaşam tarzına ve çeşitli koşullara bağlı olduğu da kesindir. Elimizden bir şey gelmez bu konuda.”

“¿Se da cuenta que cada hombre que nace, que vive y crece tiene que aprender todo lo que supieron los que vivieron antes que él, y todavía un poco más, lo que se va acumulando? Mire jugar a un niño y piense en todo lo que le falta por aprender. Leer, escribir, contar, la historia, la geografía, los nombres, la lógica, las fórmulas químicas, las teorías, las leyes físicas, y por último y a fondo, lo que él elija. ¿Y sabe lo que se va filtrando entre todo eso? ¿Sabe cuántos elementos irracionales a los que no podemos, no queremos, no sabemos resistir?”