T S Eliot

Our high respect for a well read person is praise enough for literature.

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~immediate compensation for the pains of turning blood into ink. As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug's game.

T. S. Eliot

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And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent

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Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

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S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse a persona che mai tornasse al mondo, questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.

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These fragments I have shored against my ruins

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The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours.

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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the windowpanes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the windowpanes

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Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky

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The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;

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I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

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It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.

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In a world of fugitives
The person taking the opposite direction
Will appear to run away.

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Eyes I dare not meet in dreams~

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We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

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Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.

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Thoughts of a dry brain in a dry season.

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The Nobel is a ticket to one's own funeral. No one has ever done anything after he got it.

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In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

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A condition of complete simplicity~

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Hell is oneself,
Hell is alone, the other figures in it
Merely projections.

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