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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.

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
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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Mess Success
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
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
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Growth Poet
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 purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
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
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
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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Myself Photograph Suffering
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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Deep Dream Fantasy Girl Human Sea Voice Wake Up
Distracted from distraction by distraction
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Distraction One Liner Philosophy
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 read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
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Myself Night Reading

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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