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 Image
The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Not only every great poet, but every genuine, but lesser poet, fulfils once for all some possibility of language, and so leaves… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Poets in our civilization, as it exists at present, must be difficult...The poet must become more and more comprehensive, more allusive, more… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
That was my way of putting it-not very satisfactory: A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion, Leaving one still with the… — 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
Yeats was the greatest poet of our times . . . certainly the greatest in this language, and so far as I… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
This is the feeling for syllable and rhythm, penetrating far below the conscious levels of thought and feeling, invigorating every word. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Poetry should help, not only to refine the language of the time, but to prevent it from changing too rapidly. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
The endless cycle of idea and action, / Endless invention, endless experiment, / Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness; /… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest. — 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