For I have known them all already, known them all—Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
T. S. ELIOTUnreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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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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The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
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An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
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Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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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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Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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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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There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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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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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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Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
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Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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