I'm looking for Wallace Stevens' quotation from The Necessary Angel about poetry being nothing if it doesn't please. Something like that. Of course, I may have imagined it, which wouldn't surprise me, but the world is an imagination we believe. (As Dr. Joad would say: "How, then, does the world come to appear to us as a collection of solid, static objects extended in space? Because of the intellect, which presents us with a false view of it.") I'd read the book earlier this year, so I could check my notes, but I thought I'd spare myself the suffering & sorrow of looking for my yellow legal pad--as if I had only one! As a poet, I must resist the pressure of reality. Instead I decided to search online, albeit without success. However, I came across this cool video of Bill Murray reading Wallace Stevens on the somewhat unfortunately named site, Moving Poems.