T. S. Eliot Quotes About Quartets
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You are the music while the music lasts.
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The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation.
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I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.
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Time past and time future allow but a little consciousness. To be conscious is not to be in time.
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At the still point, there the dance is.
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The dove descending breaks the air With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare The one discharge from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love. Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove. We only live, only suspire Consumed by either fire or fire.
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Words move, music moves Only in time; but that which is only living Can only die. Words, after speech, reach Into the silence. Only by the form, the pattern, Can words or music reach The stillness.
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The past and future / Are conquered, and reconciled.
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The end is where we start from.
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The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is incarnation. Here the impossible union of spheres of existence is actual. Here the past and future are conquered and reconciled.
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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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Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth.
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time past and time future what might have been and what has been point to one end, which is always present.
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The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.
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Trying to use words, and every attempt Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure Because one has only learnt to get the better of words For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate With shabby equipment always deteriorating In the general mess of imprecision of feeling.
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For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
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Not less of love, but expanding Of love beyond desire, and so liberation From the Future as well as the past.
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Time present and time past / are both perhaps present in time future.
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Quick now, here, now, always- A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one.
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At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not all it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove.
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At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is.
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And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end.
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music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.
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Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
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Each venture Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate With shabby equipment always deteriorating In the general mess of imprecision of feeling.
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So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
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A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything)
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The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre - To be redeemed from fire by fire.
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