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This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.

T. S. Eliot

Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
T. S. ELIOT

Growth Poet
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
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
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
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous. Resign yourself to be the fool you are. We must always take risks. That is our destiny.
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Destiny Fools Harm Ourselves Risk Yourself
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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God Light One Liner Prayer
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
We do not pass through the same door twice Or return to the door through which we did not pass.
T. S. ELIOT

Philosophy Place Travel
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.
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Change Language Voice Word
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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Mess Success
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
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
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
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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Joy Moments Oneself Pain
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
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Deep Love

This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.

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