There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
T. S. ELIOTUnreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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I can connect Nothing with nothing
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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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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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Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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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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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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I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
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Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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Teach us to care and not to care
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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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An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
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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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Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
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For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
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These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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This love is silent.
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Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
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For you know only a heap of broken images
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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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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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Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
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In my end is my beginning.
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