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T. S. Eliot Quotes - Page 21

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When the gods know that a god hath fallen, With this kindly feeling They do encourage him-- Be thou a god again and again.

When the gods know that a god hath fallen, With this kindly feeling They do encourage him-- Be thou a god again and again.

God, Feelings, Fallen

His laughter tinkled among the teacups.

Laughter

T.S. Eliot (2010). “The Waste Land and Other Poems”, p.36, Broadview Press

The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.

Life, Dream, Twilight

"Ash-Wednesday" l. 188 (1930)

A woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in the violet light Whistled, and beat their wings, And crawled head downward down a blackened wall.

Baby, Wall, Halloween

Waste Land (1922) pt. 5

Ash on an old man's sleeve / Is all the ash the burnt roses leave, / Dust in the air suspended / Marks the place where a story ended.

Men, Air, Dust

'Four Quartets' 'Little Gidding' (1942) pt. 2

Uncorseted, her friendly bust Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.

Giving, Promise, Friendly

"Whispers of Immortality" l. 17 (1919)

I do not approve the extermination of the enemy; the policy of exterminating or, as it is barbarously said, liquidating enemies, is one of the most alarming developments of modern war and peace, from the point of view of those who desire the survival

War, Views, Survival

T. S. Eliot (2014). “Notes towards the Definition of Culture”, p.60, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.

Voice, Singing, Emptiness

T.S. Eliot (2015). “The Poems of T. S. Eliot Volume I: Collected and Uncollected Poems”, p.697, Faber & Faber

A book is not harmless merely because no one is consciously offended by it.

Book, Reading, Offended

1935 Religion and Literature.

Sister, mother And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea, Suffer me not to be separated And let my cry come unto Thee.

Mother, Sea, Rivers

T.S. Eliot (2010). “The Waste Land and Other Poems”, p.47, Faber & Faber

The historical sense compels a man to write not merely with his own generation in his bones, but with a feeling that the whole of literature from Homer and within it the whole of the literature of his own country has a simultaneous existence and composes a simultaneous order.

Country, Writing, Men

T. S. Eliot (1998). “The Sacred Wood and Major Early Essays”, p.28, Courier Corporation

To men of a certain type The suspicion that they are incapable of loving Is as disturbing to their self-esteem As, in cruder men, the fear of impotence.

Love, Self Esteem, Men

T. S. Eliot (2014). “Complete Poems and Plays, 1909-1950”, p.364, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow Life is very long Between the desire And the spasm Between the potency And the existence Between the essence And the descent Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom For Thine is Life is For Thine is the This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.

Fall, Reality, Essence

"The Hollow Men" l. 95 (1925)

The usual dog about the town is much inclined to play the clown.

Dog, Play, Usual

T.S. Eliot (2011). “The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot”, p.215, Faber & Faber

Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.

People, Television, Entertainment

"Anti-TV guerrillas wield their new zapper" by Owen Gibson, www.theguardian.com. April 25, 2005.

In spite of all the dishonour, the broken standards, the broken lives, The broken faith in one place or another, There was something left that was more than the tales Of old men on winter evenings.

Winter, Men, Broken

T. S. Eliot (2014). “Complete Poems and Plays, 1909-1950”, p.119, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Words move, music moves Only in time; but that which is only living Can only die. Words, after speech, reach Into the silence. Only by the form, the pattern, Can words or music reach The stillness.

Moving, Silence, Speech

T.S. Eliot (2011). “The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot”, p.157, Faber & Faber

There are flood and drought over the eyes and in the mouth, dead water and dead sand contending for the upper hand. The parched eviscerate soil gapes at the vanity of toil, laughs without mirth. This is the death of the earth.

Death, Eye, Hands

Shall I part my hair behind Do I dare to eat a peach I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.

Beach, Thinking, Hair

"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" l. 122 (1917)

I am no prophet-and here's no great matter.

Matter, Prophet

T.S. Eliot (2015). “The Poems of T. S. Eliot Volume I: Collected and Uncollected Poems”, p.392, Faber & Faber

Cling, swing, Spring, sing, Swing up into the apple tree.

Spring, Swings, Apples

T. S. Eliot (2014). “The Waste Land and Other Poems”, p.83, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think

Thinking, Rocks

T.S. Eliot (2015). “The Poems of T. S. Eliot Volume I: Collected and Uncollected Poems”, p.689, Faber & Faber

The greatness of literature cannot be determined solely by literary standards though we must remember that whether it is literature or not can be determined only by literary standards.

Greatness, Literature, Determined

T. S. Eliot (2014). “Essays Ancient and Modern”, p.102, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Most contemporary novels are not really "written." They obtain what reality they have largely from an accurate rendering of the noises that human beings currently make in their daily simple needs of communication; and what part of a novel is not composed of these noises consists of a prose which is no more alive than that of a competent newspaper writer or government official. A prose that is altogether alive demands something of the reader that the ordinary novel-reader is not prepared to give.

Communication, Simple, Reality

The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence

Past, Historical, Perception

T.S. Eliot (2015). “The Poems of T. S. Eliot Volume I: Collected and Uncollected Poems”, p.478, Faber & Faber

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