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Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended

T. S. Eliot

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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Destiny Fools Harm Ourselves Risk Yourself
This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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End Theory World
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
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Past Present Science Time
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
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Fantasy Myself Sing Thinking
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
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Myself Night Reading
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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Death Desire Flower Memories Rain Season Spring
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
Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
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Evil Goodness Intention People World
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
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
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
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

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