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If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?

T. S. Eliot

Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Dance Exception
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
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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Body Lover Need Talk Thinking True Love
Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
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Garden Memories Rose
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
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Deep Love
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
What 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.
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Beginning Deep End Philosophy Start
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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Joy Moments Oneself Pain
Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Past Present Science Time
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
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
In my end is my beginning.
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Beginning End Myself
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence

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