For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.
Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all— Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
Humor is also a way of saying something serious.
We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats' feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; - The Hollow Men
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
Truth on our level is a different thing from truth for the jellyfish.
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance, All our ignorance brings us nearer to death, But nearness to death no nearer to God. Where is the life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?