A Quote by Thomas Stearns Eliot on death, desires, earth, life, and memory
April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in a forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.
Source: The Waste Land, 1922, The Burial of the Dead
Contributed by: Zaady