T. S. Eliot

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.

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.

Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They read more

Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.

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.

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.