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T. S. Eliot

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
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Inspirational Possible Risk
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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Death Desire Flower Memories Rain Season Spring
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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People Preparation Time
Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
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Communication Poetry Understand
I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.
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Greatness Learning Let Go Myself
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
I 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.
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Fear Greatness Moments Myself See
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
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
The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
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Best Evidence Existence Future Hope Library Man
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
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Deep Love
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Humanity Reality
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
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Beautiful Courage Enough Life Man
We do not pass through the same door twice Or return to the door through which we did not pass.
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Philosophy Place Travel
I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
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Myself Photograph Suffering

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