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" It's not wise to violate rules until you know how to observe them. "
T. S. Eliot
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" 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? "
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" Business today consists in persuading crowds. "
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" Humankind cannot bear very much reality. "
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" There is no method but to be very intelligent. "
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" Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought. "
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" 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. "
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" There is no absolute point of view from which real and ideal can be finally separated and labelled. "
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" Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal. "
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" I had seen birth and death but had thought they were different. "
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" The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours. "
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" All significant truths are private truths. As they become public they cease to become truths; they become facts, or at best, part of the public character; or at worst, catchwords. "
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" And they write innumerable books; being too vain and distracted for silence: seeking every one after his own elevation, and dodging his emptiness. "
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" This love is silent. "
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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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" So the lover must struggle for words. "
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" We know too much, and are convinced of too little. Our literature is a substitute for religion, and so is our religion. "
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" There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him. "
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" The bad poet is usually unconscious where he ought to be conscious, and conscious where he ought to be unconscious. "
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" 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. "
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" Art never improves, but... the material of art is never quite the same. "
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" Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers. "
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" Poetry should help, not only to refine the language of the time, but to prevent it from changing too rapidly. "
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" 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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" Home is where one starts from. "
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" A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good. "
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" 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. "
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" 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. "
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" The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality. "
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