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Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech

T. S. Eliot

We read many books, because we cannot know enough people.
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Book Enough People Reading
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
Distracted from distraction by distraction
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Distraction One Liner Philosophy
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
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Deep Love
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
So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.
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Body Myself Talk Thinking Word
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music 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
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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Education Himself Interest Learning Ourselves Pursue
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
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Deep Different Experience Missing
I have measured out my life in coffee spoons.
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Life Myself
It’s not wise to violate the rules until you know how to observe them.
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Rule See Wisdom
In my end is my beginning.
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Beginning End Myself
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

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