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I can connect Nothing with nothing

T. S. Eliot

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.
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End Ourselves Place Start Time Travel
If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
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Acceptance Life Strength Yourself
music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.
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Deep Last Music
I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.
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Greatness Learning Let Go Myself
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown.
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Deep Dream Fantasy Girl Human Sea Voice Wake Up
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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Knowledge Life Live Lost Wisdom
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Humanity Reality
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence
People to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.
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Importance People Understand
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music Yourself
Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.
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Joke Listen Lonely People
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
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Dare Myself World
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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Mess Success

I can connect Nothing with nothing

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