Top 8 Quotes & Sayings by Margaret Caroline Anderson

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an American editor Margaret Caroline Anderson.
Last updated on December 22, 2024.
Margaret Caroline Anderson

Margaret Caroline Anderson was the American founder, editor and publisher of the art and literary magazine The Little Review, which published a collection of modern American, English and Irish writers between 1914 and 1929. The periodical is most noted for introducing many prominent American and British writers of the 20th century, such as Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot, in the United States and publishing the first thirteen chapters of James Joyce's then-unpublished novel Ulysses.

I wasn't born to be a fighter. The causes I have fought for have invariably been causes that should have been gained by a delicate suggestion. Since they never were, I made myself into a fighter.
Art to me was a state: it didn't need to be an accomplishment.
. . . the great thing to learn about life is, first, not to do what you don't want to do, and, second, to do what you do want to do. — © Margaret Caroline Anderson
. . . the great thing to learn about life is, first, not to do what you don't want to do, and, second, to do what you do want to do.
I have always suspected that too much knowledge is a dangerous thing. It is a boon to people who don't have deep feelings; their pleasure comes from what they know. . . . But this only emphasizes the difference between the artist and the scholar.
It has been years since I have seen anyone who could even look as if he were in love. No one's face lights up any more except for political conversation.
People with heavy physical vibrations rule the world.
Life seems to be an experience in ascending and descending. You think you're beginning to live for a single aim - for self-development, or the discovery of cosmic truths - when all you're really doing is to move from place to place as if devoted primarily to real estate.
How can anyone be interested in war? - that glorious pursuit of annihilation with its ceremonious bellowings and trumpetings over the mangling of human bones and muscles and organs and eyes, its inconceivable agonies which could have been prevented by a few well-chosen, reasonable words. How, why, did this unnecessary business begin? Why does anyone want to read about it - this redundant human madness which men accept as inevitable?
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