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T. S. Eliot
September 26, 1888 - January 4, 1965
Nationality: American
Category: Poet
Subcategory: American Poet

It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.


Any poet, if he is to survive beyond his 25th year, must alter; he must seek new literary influences; he will have different emotions to express.


The last temptation is the greatest treason: to do the right deed for the wrong reason.


It is obvious that we can no more explain a passion to a person who has never experienced it than we can explain light to the blind.


The soul is so far from being a monad that we have not only to interpret other souls to ourself but to interpret ourself to ourself.


Where is all the knowledge we lost with information?


Our difficulties of the moment must always be dealt with somehow, but our permanent difficulties are difficulties of every moment.


There is no absolute point of view from which real and ideal can be finally separated and labelled.


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


The last thing one discovers in composing a work is what to put first.


I had seen birth and death but had thought they were different.


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."


The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.


We know too much, and are convinced of too little. Our literature is a substitute for religion, and so is our religion.


The most important thing for poets to do is to write as little as possible.


What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.


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.


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?


So the lover must struggle for words.


Knowledge is invariably a matter of degree: you cannot put your finger upon even the simplest datum and say this we know.


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