Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
T.S. Eliot (1888 - 1965)
Source: The Rock
Contributed by: Zaady
Each venture Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate With shabby equipment always deteriorating In the general mess of imprecision of feeling.
Source: East Coker
That was my way of putting it-not very satisfactory: A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion, Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle With words and meanings.
Last season's fruit is eaten And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail. For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
Source: Little Gidding
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.
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.
Twelve o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis.
Source: Rhapsody on a Windy Night. 1917
The end is where we start from.
We know too much, and are convinced of too little. Our literature is a substitute for religion, and so is our religion.
Success is relative. It is what we can make of the mess we have made of things.
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