T. S. Eliot Short Quotes

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Not fare well,
But fare forward, voyagers.

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Even among these rocks,
Our peace in His will.

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Much to cast down, much to build, much to restore.

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In the vacant places
We will build with new bricks

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He had a mind so fine that no idea could violate it.

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The great poet, in writing himself, writes his time.

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Yet we have gone on living,
Living and partly living.

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Simple and faithless as a smile and shake of the hand.

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You don't want to say the same thing twice in one book.

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Light
Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.

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Our age is an age of moderate virtue
And moderate vice

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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.

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The death of hope and despair,
This is the death of air.

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The man who returns will have to meet
The boy who left.

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And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression.

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Only by acceptance of the past will you alter its meaning.

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

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People exercise an unconscious selection in being influenced.

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And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.

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Reorganized upon the floor She yawns and draws a stocking up.

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Disillusion can become itself an illusion
If we rest in it.

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Sometimes, however, to be a "ruined man" is itself a vocation.

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Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.

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Tenants of the house,
Thoughts of a dry brain in a dry season.

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For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.

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Destiny waits in the hand of God, not in the hands of statesmen.

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The usual dog about the town is much inclined to play the clown.

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The rats are underneath the piles/ The Jew is underneath the lot.

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O Light Invisible, we praise Thee!
Too bright for mortal vision.

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So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

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