T. S. Eliot

Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.

Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.

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.

Feast of Lucy, Martyr at Syracuse, 304 Commemoration of Samuel Johnson, Writer, Moralist, 1784 Why should men love the Church? read more

Feast of Lucy, Martyr at Syracuse, 304 Commemoration of Samuel Johnson, Writer, Moralist, 1784 Why should men love the Church? Why should they love her laws? She tells them of Life and Death, and of all they would forget. She is tender where they would be hard, and hard where they like to be soft. She tells them of Evil and Sin, and other unpleasant facts. They constantly try to escape from the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good.

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.

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope read more

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.