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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.

T. S. Eliot

Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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Mess Success
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
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Bad Enough Possible
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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Joy Moments Oneself Pain
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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People Preparation Time
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
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
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
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Business Ourselves
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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Acceptance Life Strength 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
It’s not wise to violate the rules until you know how to observe them.
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Rule See Wisdom
We read many books, because we cannot know enough people.
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Book Enough People Reading
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
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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Election Fake Live Peace Politics
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin

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