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People to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.

T. S. Eliot

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
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
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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Knowledge Life Live Lost Wisdom
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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Deep Knowledge Lost Wisdom
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
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
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
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Fear Myself Yourself
We don’t actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.
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Absence Death Fade Fear Ourselves
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 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
The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
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Act Greatness Reason Right Wrong
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
Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
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Evil Goodness Intention People World
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
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

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