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There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.

T. S. Eliot

If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
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Acceptance Life Strength Yourself
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
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
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.
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Decision Time Vision Yourself
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
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Beginning Deep End Philosophy Start
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence
music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.
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Deep Last Music
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
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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Joy Moments Oneself Pain
So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.
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Body Myself Talk Thinking Word
The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
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Best Evidence Existence Future Hope Library Man
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
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
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose

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