black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

T. S. Eliot

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
T. S. ELIOT

Humanity Reality
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
T. S. ELIOT

Deep Different Experience Missing
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
T. S. ELIOT

Joy Moments Oneself Pain
I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
T. S. ELIOT

Myself Photograph Suffering
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
T. S. ELIOT

People Preparation Time
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
T. S. ELIOT

Creation Mental
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
T. S. ELIOT

Election Fake Live Peace Politics
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
T. S. ELIOT

Deep Love
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
T. S. ELIOT

Dance Exception
The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
T. S. ELIOT

Act Greatness Reason Right Wrong
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.
T. S. ELIOT

Change Language Voice Word
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
T. S. ELIOT

Beautiful Courage Enough Life Man
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
T. S. ELIOT

Dare Myself World
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
T. S. ELIOT

Inspirational Possible Risk
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
T. S. ELIOT

Growth Poet
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.
T. S. ELIOT

Deep Family Light Love See Silence Talk

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More T. S. Eliot Quotes