The destination cannot be described; / You will know very little until you get there; / You will journey blind. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
When the gods know that a god hath fallen, With this kindly feeling They do encourage him-- Be thou a god again… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
If you do not push the boundaries, you will never know where they are. — 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
What we know of other people's only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
But it seems that something has happened that has never happened before: though we know not just when, or why, or how,… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Because I know that time is always time and place is always place and only place. And what is actual is actual… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lost / The desires for all that was most desirable, / Before… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Art serves us best precisely at that point where it can shift our sense of what is possible, when we know more… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
It is not enough to understand what we ought to be, unless we know what we are; and we do not understand… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
We fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors' victory, though… — 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
But it seems that something has happened that has never happened before; though we know not just when, or why, or how,… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
I think it was rather an advantage not having any living poets in England or America in whom one took any particular… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river is a strong brown god-sullen, untamed and intractable, Patient… — 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
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
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
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
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
Honest criticism and sensitive appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share
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
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
The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different than that from which it is torn. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share
