In my end is my beginning.
T. S. ELIOTIn my end is my beginning.
T. S. ELIOTExcept for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
T. S. ELIOTWhere does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
T. S. ELIOTWe have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown.
T. S. ELIOTImmature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
T. S. ELIOTIt’s not wise to violate the rules until you know how to observe them.
T. S. ELIOTThese fragments I have shored against my ruins
T. S. ELIOTPeople to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.
T. S. ELIOTThe last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
T. S. ELIOTDistracted from distraction by distraction
T. S. ELIOTThe visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T. S. ELIOTTo do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
T. S. ELIOTI have measured out my life in coffee spoons.
T. S. ELIOTWhere is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
T. S. ELIOTWe shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.
T. S. ELIOTWhat 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.
T. S. ELIOT