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Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.

T. S. Eliot

What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
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Beginning Deep End Philosophy Start
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
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Myself Night Reading
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
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Fear Myself Yourself
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.
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Decision Time Vision Yourself
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
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Myself Photograph Suffering
The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
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Best Evidence Existence Future Hope Library Man
Teach us to care and not to care
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Care One Liner Teaching
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Past Present Science Time
Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
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Garden Memories Rose
We don’t actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.
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Absence Death Fade Fear Ourselves
The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
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Act Greatness Reason Right Wrong

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