Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
T. S. ELIOTGenuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
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Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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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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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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For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
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This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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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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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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Do I dare Disturb the universe?
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Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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For I have known them all already, known them all—Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
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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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This love is silent.
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We 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.
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Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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There’s no vocabulary For love within a family, love that’s lived in But not looked at, love within the light of which All else is seen, the love within which All other love finds speech. This love is silent.
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