Desire itself is movement Not in itself desirable; Love is itself unmoving, Only the cause and end of movement, Timeless, and undesiring… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The purpose of a Christian education would not be merely to make men and women pious Christians: a system which aimed too… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
For every life and every act consequence of good and evil can be shown and as in time results of many deeds… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
But what have I, but what have I, my friend, To give you, what can you receive from me? Only the friendship… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Those who say they give the public what it wants begin by underestimating public taste and end by debauching it. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Lady of silences Calm and distressed Torn and most whole Rose of memory Rose of forgetfulness Exhausted and life-giving Worried reposeful The… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The young feel tired at the end of an action, the old at the beginning. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Turning Wearily, as one would turn to nod goodbye to Rochefoucauld, If the street were time and he as the end of… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The Civil War is not ended: I question whether any serious civil war ever does end. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
We shall not cease from exploring, And the end of our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
All time is eternal, moving inexorably toward an end which we believe is a result of our actions, but over which our… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
In our rhythm of earthly life we tire of light. We are glad when the day ends, when the play ends; and… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The river itself has no beginning or end. In its beginning, it is not yet the river; in the end it is… — 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