Maxioms by T. S. Eliot
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started read more
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is read more
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into read more
Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.
Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity
Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity