T. S. Eliot

This is the way the world ends ... Not with a bang but with a whimper.

This is the way the world ends ... Not with a bang but with a whimper.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

The most important thing for poets to do is to write as little as possible.

The most important thing for poets to do is to write as little as possible.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain read more

I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.