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Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity

T. S. Eliot

For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Fear Feeling Grief Music
Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
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Failure Writing
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
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Fear Myself Yourself
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
T. S. ELIOT

Knowledge Yourself
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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Garden Memories Rose
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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Evening Life Morning Myself
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
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Creation Mental
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Death Life Oneself Remember Yourself
Teach us to care and not to care
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Care One Liner Teaching
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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Exploration Place Time Travel
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
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Bad Enough Possible
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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Deep Family Light Love See Silence Talk
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
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
T. S. ELIOT

Myself Night Reading

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