The Church must be forever building, for it is forever decaying within and attacked from without. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
All dash to and fro in motor cars. Familiar with the roads and settled nowhere. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. If all time… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Neither way is better. / Both ways are necessary. / It is also necessary / To make a choice between them. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
I was too slow a mover to be a boxer. It was much easier to be a poet. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
There is, it seems to us, At best, only a limited value In the knowledge derived from experience. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
In order to possess what you do not possess, you must go by the way of dispossession. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Although I do not hope to turn again Although I do not hope Although I do not hope to turn — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Envy is everywhere. Who is without envy? And most people Are unaware or unashamed of being envious. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, there never was a cat of such deceitfulness and sauvity. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
With cats, some say, one rule is true: Don't speak till you are spoken to. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
When a Cat adopts you there is nothing to be done about it except to put up with it until the wind… — 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