You are the music while the music lasts.
T. S. ELIOTYou are the music while the music lasts.
T. S. ELIOTAnxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
T. S. ELIOTWe shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.
T. S. ELIOTMen dislike being awakened from their death in life.
T. S. ELIOTFor last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.
T. S. ELIOTThis is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
T. S. ELIOTExcept for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
T. S. ELIOTWhere does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
T. S. ELIOTWhat 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.
T. S. ELIOTPeople to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.
T. S. ELIOTI have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, and I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, and in short, I was afraid.
T. S. ELIOTEvery experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.
T. S. ELIOTWhat we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
T. S. ELIOTI have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
T. S. ELIOTImmature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
T. S. ELIOTDistracted from distraction by distraction
T. S. ELIOT