Mina Loy > Quotes

“There is no Space or Time
Only intensity,
And tame things
Have no immensity”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“LOVE of others is the appreciation of one's self.

MAY your egotism be so gigantic that you comprise mankind in your self-sympathy.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Poetry is prose bewitched, a music made of visual thoughts, the sound of an idea.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“The flux of life is pouring its aesthetic aspect into your eyes, your ears - and you ignore it because you are looking for your canons of beauty in some sort of frame or glass case or tradition.”
― Mina Loy

“We might have coupled
In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment
Or broken flesh with one another
At the profane communion table
Where wine is spill'd on promiscuous lips

We might have given birth to a butterfly
With the daily-news
Printed in blood on its wings”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“If you want to realize yourselves all your pet illusions must be unmasked. ”
― Mina Loy

“If this is madness,” I said to myself, breathing his atmosphere exquisite almost to sanctification, “madness is something very beautiful.”
― Mina Loy, Insel

“LOVE the hideous in order to find the sublime core of it.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“There is no half-measure--NO scratching on the surface of the rubbish heap of tradition will bring about Reform, the only method is Absolute Demolition”
― Mina Loy

“MAN is a slave only to his own mental lethargy.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“I once heard somebody express surprise that instead of following it onward one should not take a cut across Time to secure a moment which, stretching out in line with oneself, would last indefinitely.”
― Mina Loy, Insel

“She is yet like a diamond on a heap of broken glass.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Oh that's right
Keep away from me Please give me a push
Don't let me understand you Don't realise me
Or we might tumble together
Depersonalized
Identical
Into the terrific Nirvana
Me you --- you --- me”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“And "Immortality"
mildews ...
in the museums of the moon”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“I had to be caught in the weak eddy
Of your drivelling humanity
To love you most”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“May your egotism be so gigantic that you comprise mankind in your self-sympathy.”
― mina loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Whenever I let him in he would halt on the threshold drawing the whole of his luminous life up into his smile.”
― Mina Loy, Insel

“Some say that happy women are immaterial.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“My friend, we are not dressed for going into town," I insisted, heading him off in another direction.

"Why?" asked Insel in bewildered politeness. "You look as lovely as you always do.”
― Mina Loy, Insel

“It is not given to each of us
To be desired.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“I am the centre
Of a circle of pain
Exceeding its boundaries in every direction
The business of the bland sun
Has no affair with me
In my congested cosmos of agony
From which there is no escape
On infinitely prolonged nerve-vibrations
Or in contraction
To the pinpoint nucleus of being”
― Mina Loy

“Most movements have a fixed concept towards which they advance, we move away from all fixed concepts in order to advance.”
― Mina Loy

“From the shores
of oval oceans
in the oxidized Orient
Onyx-eyed Odalisques
and ornithologists
observe
the flight
of Eros obsolete
And “Immortality”
mildews . . .
in the museums of the moon.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“And Mary preserve our mistresses from seeing us as we see ourselves.”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Tell me what is there, what is there about you that so satisfies me when I touch you?

from “Pazzarella”
― Mina Loy, Stories and Essays of Mina Loy

“Virgins may whisper ‘Transparent nightdresses made all of lace’ Virgins may squeak ‘My dear           I should faint’ Flutter..… flutter.… flutter.… .…‘And then        the man—’ Wasting our giggles For we have no dots We have been taught Love is a god White              with soft wings                         Nobody shouts             Virgins for sale Yet where are our coins For buying a purchaser Love is a god”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Love Songs (section III)
- 1882-1966


We might have coupled
In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment
Or broken flesh with one another
At the profane communion table
Where wine is spilled on promiscuous lips

We might have given birth to a butterfly
With the daily news
Printed in blood on its wings.”
― Mina Loy

“The past has come apart
events are vagueing
the future is inexploitable”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Does your mirror Bedevil you?”
― Mina Loy, The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems

“Does form result from seeing unform repeatedly?”
― Mina Loy, Stories and Essays of Mina Loy