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Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.

T. S. Eliot

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
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
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.
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Decision Time Vision Yourself
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music Yourself
Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
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Failure Writing
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
Distracted from distraction by distraction
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Distraction One Liner Philosophy
We must not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.
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Exploration Place Time Travel
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
It’s not wise to violate the rules until you know how to observe them.
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Rule See Wisdom
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Humanity Reality
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
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Bad Enough Possible

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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