1.
Most of the trouble in the world is caused by people wanting to be important.
T. S. Eliot
The majority of the chaos in the world stems from individuals desiring to be prominent.
2.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
T. S. Eliot
Venturing beyond the boundaries of the known is the only path to discovering one's full potential.
3.
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.
T. S. Eliot
We shall not desist from probing, and when our expedition is concluded we will be where we began but comprehend it in a new light.
4.
If we really want to pray we must first learn to listen, for in the silence of the heart God speaks.
T. S. Eliot
If we sincerely wish to commune with God, we must first become adept at hearing, for amid the hush of the soul God reveals Himself.
5.
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.
T. S. Eliot
I gain considerable insight simply by observing you, allowing you to communicate freely and taking note of what remains unspoken.
6.
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?
T. S. Eliot
What have we forsaken in our daily routines? Where has the insight gone that we had gained through experience? How has our data been diminished by superfluous facts?
7.
Finding a way to live the simple life is one of life's supreme complications.
T. S. Eliot
Unearthing a path to exist with minimalism is one of life's supreme difficulties.
8.
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
T. S. Eliot
May brings forth a ceaseless blend of recollections and longings, reviving slumbering origins with its spring showers.
9.
The journey, Not the destination matters.
T. S. Eliot
The path, not the end result is significant.
10.
Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
T. S. Eliot
Now that the fragrant blossoms are in abundance, She has a vase of these flowers adorning her chamber.
11.
Survival is your strength not your shame.
T. S. Eliot
Endurance is your fortitude not your disgrace.
12.
If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
T. S. Eliot
13.
The tendency of liberals is to create bodies of men and women-of all classes-detached from tradition, alienated from religion, and susceptible to mass suggestion-mob rule. And a mob will be no less a mob if it is well fed, well clothed, well housed, and well disciplined.
T. S. Eliot
14.
We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.
T. S. Eliot
15.
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.
T. S. Eliot
Execute the meaningful task, utter the bold remark, reflect on the exquisite thing: that is enough for one individual's existence.
16.
If you do not push the boundaries, you will never know where they are.
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Explore the limits.
17.
For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts
T. S. Eliot
18.
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. Through the unknown, remembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea.
T. S. Eliot
19.
Everyone gets the experience. Some get the lesson.
T. S. Eliot
20.
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together...
T. S. Eliot
21.
Men live by forgetting and woman live on memories.
T. S. Eliot
22.
The True Church can never fail. For it is based upon a rock.
T. S. Eliot
23.
Shape without form, shade without color, Paralyzed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom Remember us-if at all-not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men.
T. S. Eliot
24.
The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started.
T. S. Eliot
25.
Playwriting gets into your blood and you can't stop it. At least not until the producers or the public tell you to.
T. S. Eliot
26.
Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T. S. Eliot
27.
Between the conception and the creation, between the emotion and the response, Falls the shadow.
T. S. Eliot
28.
Destiny ... a word which means more than we can find any definitions for. It is a word which can have no meaning in a mechanical universe: if that which is wound up must run down, what destiny is there in that? Destiny is not necessitarianism, and it is not caprice: it is something essentially meaningful. Each man has his destiny, though some men are undoubtedly "men of destiny" in a sense in which most men are not.
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29.
Distracted from distraction by distraction
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30.
Shall I part my hair behind Do I dare to eat a peach I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
T. S. Eliot
31.
Those who arrive at the end of the journey are not those who began.
T. S. Eliot
32.
One of the surest tests of the superiority or inferiority of a poet is the way in which a poet borrows. Immature poets imitate mature poets steal bad poets deface what they take and good poets make it into something better or at least something different. The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique utterly different than that from which it is torn the bad poet throws it into something which has no cohesion. A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time or alien in language or diverse in interest.
T. S. Eliot
33.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.
T. S. Eliot
34.
You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; They called me the hyacinth girl.' —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Od' und leer das Meer.
T. S. Eliot
35.
Philosophy: a purple bullfinch in a lilac tree.
T. S. Eliot
36.
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
T. S. Eliot
37.
Let's not be narrow, nasty, and negative.
T. S. Eliot
38.
Humility is the most difficult of all virtues to achieve; nothing dies harder than the desire to think well of self.
T. S. Eliot
39.
When we read of human beings behaving in certain ways, with the approval of the author, who gives his benediction to this behavior by his attitude towards the result of the behavior arranged by himself, we can be influenced towards behaving in the same way.
T. S. Eliot
40.
If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby 'it.'
T. S. Eliot
41.
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
T. S. Eliot
42.
You are the music while the music lasts.
T. S. Eliot
43.
The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
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44.
My name is only an anagram of toilets.
T. S. Eliot
45.
As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug's game. No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
T. S. Eliot
46.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
T. S. Eliot
47.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
T. S. Eliot
48.
The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps.
T. S. Eliot
49.
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats 5 Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question … 10 Oh, do not ask, “What is it?” Let us go and make our visit. In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo.
T. S. Eliot
50.
Not less of love, but expanding Of love beyond desire, and so liberation From the Future as well as the past.
T. S. Eliot