A thousand policemen directing traffic cannot tell you why you come or where you go.
life is long between the desire and the spasm.
What we know of other people's only our memory of the moments during which we knew them.
No one can become really educated without having pursued some study in which he took no interest- for it is a part of education to learn to interest ourselves in subjects for which we have no aptitude.
I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you Which shall be the darkness of God. . . . So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Between the desire And the spasm, Between the potency And the existence, Between the essence And the descent, Falls the Shadow.
I had seen birth and death but had thought they were different.
Can we only love Something created in our own imaginations? Are we all in fact unloving and unloveable? Then one is alone, and if one is alone Then lover and beloved are equally unreal And the dreamer is no more real than his dreams.
Never commit yourself to a cheese without having first examined it.
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
In life there is not time to grieve long.
The majority of poems one outgrows and outlives, as one outgrows and outlives the majority of human passions.
Time past and time future allow but a little consciousness. To be conscious is not to be in time.
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
We can at least try to understand our own motives, passions, and prejudices, so as to be conscious of what we are doing when we apeal to those of others. This is very difficult, because our own prejudice and emotional bias always seems to us so rational.
One thing you cannot know: The sudden extinction of every alternative, The unexpected crash of the iron cataract. You do not know what hope is, until you have lost it. You only know what it is not to hope: You do not know what it is to have hope taken from you Or to fling it away, to join the legion of the hopeless Unrecognized by other men, though sometimes by each other.
not fare well, but fare forward
The last temptation is the greatest treason: to do the right deed for the wrong reason.
We are being made aware that the organization of society on the principle of private profit, as well as public destruction, is leading both to the deformation of humanity by unregulated industrialism, and to the exhaustion of natural resources, and that a good deal of our material progress is a progress for which succeeding generations may have to pay dearly.
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.
music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.
Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
The end is where we start from.
I must tell you that I should really like to think there's something wrong with me- Because, if there isn't, then there's something wrong with the world itself-and that's much more frightening! That would be terrible. So I'd rather believe there is something wrong with me, that could be put right.
Disillusion can become itself an illusion If we rest in it.
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