Where shall the word be found? Where will the word resound?
Not here, there is not enough silence.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Where shall the word be found? Where will the word resound?
Not here, there is not enough silence.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Let me show you the work of the humble. Listen.
~ T.S. Eliot
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In the room the women come and go, talking of Michelangelo.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only, for only the wind will listen.
~ T.S. Eliot
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This historical sense, which is a sense of the timeless as well as of the temporal and of the timeless and of the temporal together, is what makes a writer traditional.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different.
~ T.S. Eliot
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The existing order is complete before the new work arrives; for order to persist after the supervention of novelty, the whole existing order must be, if ever so slightly, altered; and so the relations, proportions, values of each work of art toward the whole are readjusted; and this is conformity between the old and the new.
~ T.S. Eliot
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I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
~ T.S. Eliot
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Do I dare disturb the universe?
~ T.S. Eliot
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