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I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

T. S. Eliot

Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.
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Be Yourself Feeling Self Love Thinking
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
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Myself Night Reading
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
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Bad Enough Possible
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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Deep Knowledge Lost Wisdom
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music Yourself
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.
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Evening Life Morning Myself
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.
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Change Language Voice Word
Humor is also a way of saying something serious.
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Humor Serious
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
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
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Death Life Oneself Remember Yourself
What is hell? Hell is oneself. Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
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Alone Escape Hell Oneself Philosophy Spiritual
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
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Fantasy Myself Sing Thinking
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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Beautiful Courage Enough Life Man

I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

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