Stevie Smith

«There are moments of despair that come sometimes, when night sets in and a white fog presses against the windows. Then our house changes its shape, rears up and becomes a place of despair. Then fear and rage run simply--and the thought of Death as a friend. This is the simplest of thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.»

Stevie Smith


«If I lie down on my bed I must be here,»

Stevie Smith


«Oh Lion in a peculiar guise,»

Stevie Smith


«Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.»

Stevie Smith


«God the Eater»

Stevie Smith


«Raise from your bed of languor»

Stevie Smith


«My friendships, they are a very strong part of my life, they are as light as gossamer but also they are as strong as steel. And I cannot throw them off, nor altogether do with them or without them. And I love them at the point where they say: It is nice to see you again. And I love them too at the point when they say: Good-bye, come again soon. The rhythm of friendship is a very good rhythm.»

Stevie Smith


«Marriage I think»

Stevie Smith


«But one wants the idea of Death, you know, as something large and unknowable, something that allows a person to stretch himself out. Especially one wants it if one is tired. Or perhaps what one wants is simply a release from sensation, from all consciousness for ever....»

Stevie Smith


«It is the privilege of the rich»

Stevie Smith


«Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.»

Stevie Smith


«Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.»

Stevie Smith


«These thoughts are depressing I know. They are depressing,»

Stevie Smith