Mina Loy Quotes
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Life is only limited by our prejudices. Destroy them, and you cease to be at the mercy of yourself.
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If you want to realize yourselves all your pet illusions must be unmasked.
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Love of others is the appreciation of one's self.
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Poetry is prose bewitched, a music made of visual thoughts, the sound of an idea.
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The feminist movement as at present instituted is Inadequate.
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Women must destroy in themselves, the desire to be loved-
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Women if you want to realise yourselves - you are on the eve of a devastating psychological upheaval - all your pet illusions must be unmasked - the lies of centuries have got to go - are you prepared for the Wrench?
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LOVE of others is the appreciation of one's self. MAY your egotism be so gigantic that you comprise mankind in your self-sympathy.
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There is no Space or Time Only intensity, And tame things Have no immensity
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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.
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Gertrude Stein ... the Madame Curie of language. Because in her deep research she has crushed thousands of tons of matter to extract the radium of the word.
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DIE in the past. Live in the future.
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Another great illusion that woman must ... destroy . .. is the impurity of sex, the realisation in defiance of superstition that there is nothing impure in sex - except in the mental attitude toward it.
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Leave off looking to men to find out what you are not - seek within yourselves to find out what you are.
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Fling yourself at life and let yourself feel what you do feel upon the very tick of the second; snatch the images of life that fly through the brain. If you are very frank with yourself and don't mind how ridiculous anything that comes to you may seem, you will have a chance of capturing the symbols of your direct reactions. Thus, you will, perhaps, find yourself reaching a heightened sense of awareness completely outside the realm of mundane experience.
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