It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous. Resign yourself to be the fool you are. We must always take risks. That is our destiny.
T. S. ELIOTTo do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
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There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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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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Men dislike being awakened from their death in life.
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Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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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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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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Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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You are the music while the music lasts.
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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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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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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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No one can become really educated without having pursued some study in which he took no interest- for it is a part of education to learn to interest ourselves in subjects for which we have no aptitude.
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To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
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The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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There’s no vocabulary For love within a family, love that’s lived in But not looked at, love within the light of which All else is seen, the love within which All other love finds speech. This love is silent.
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