I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
T. S. ELIOTI will show you fear in a handful of dust.
More T. S. Eliot Quotes
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The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
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Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
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Distracted from distraction by distraction
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Every 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.
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There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
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In my end is my beginning.
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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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Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
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There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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