Maxioms by T. S. Eliot
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of read more
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
The Civil War is not ended: I question whether any serious civil war ever does end.
The Civil War is not ended: I question whether any serious civil war ever does end.
Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.
Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, read more
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. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The read more
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
