Quote#Solitude
My candle burned alone in an immense valley
Quote byWallace Stevens · 1879–1955
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Harmonium (1923), "Valley Candle".
English (original)
My candle burned alone in an immense valley. Beams of the huge night converged upon it, Until the wind blew. Then beams of the huge night Converged upon its image, Until the wind blew.
— Wallace Stevens
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