The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different than that from which it is… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different from that from which it was… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Trying to use words, and every attempt Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure Because one has only… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The naming of cats is a difficult matter. It isn't just one of your holiday games. You may think at first I'm… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Any poet, if he is to survive beyond his 25th year, must alter; he must seek new literary influences; he will have… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Fare forward, travellers! not escaping from the past Into different lives, or into any future; You are not the same people who… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
To each individual the world will take on a different connotation of meaning-the important lies in the desire to search for an… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The Nobel is a ticket to one's own funeral. No one has ever done anything after he got it. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Dear Mother, I am getting on nicely in my work at the bank, and like it ... I want to find out something about… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
All significant truths are private truths. As they become public they cease to become truths; they become facts, or at best, part of the… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
When forced to work within a strict framework, the imagination is taxed to its utmost and will produce its richest ideas. Given total freedom,… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Honest criticism and sensitive appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Desire itself is movement Not in itself desirable; Love is itself unmoving, Only the cause and end of movement, Timeless, and undesiring Except in… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
the ordinary man's experience is chaotic, irregular, fragmentary. [He] falls in love or reads Spinoza, and these two experiences have nothing to do with… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image