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T. S. Eliot

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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End Ourselves Place Start Time Travel
What 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.
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Alone Escape Hell Oneself Philosophy Spiritual
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
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Deep Different Experience Missing
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
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Dare Myself World
No one can become really educated without having pursued some study in which he took no interest- for it is a part of education to learn to interest ourselves in subjects for which we have no aptitude.
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Education Himself Interest Learning Ourselves Pursue
We 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.
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Deep Dream Fantasy Girl Human Sea Voice Wake Up
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.
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Joke Listen Lonely People
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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God Light One Liner Prayer
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Dance Exception
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
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Growth Poet
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
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Creation Mental
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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Beyond Escape Experience
Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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Body Lover Need Talk Thinking True Love
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World

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