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Eliot, T. S.
English Literature
Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats
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Age: As we get older we…
Alibis and Excuses: Macavity, Macavity, there's no one…
Animals: The Naming of Cats is…
Animals: We're all of us proud…
Armageddon: This is the way the…
Art: The only way of expressing emotion in the…
Books: A book is not harmless…
Conversation: In the room the women…
Deception: We are only undeceived Of that…
Decision: DATTA What have we given? My friend, blood…
Decline: These fragments I have shored against my…
Despair: Because I do not hope…
Despair: On Margate sands. I can connect Nothing with…
Despair: Where does one go from…
England: Whist upon whist upon whist…
Entertainment: I seldom go to films. They are too…
Evening: Let us go then, you…
Evening: The winter evening settles down…
Evil: The forms take shape in the dark air: Puss-purr…
Fear: And I will show you…
Fear: I have seen the moment…
Fear: O late late late, late is the time, late…
Heaven: I shall not want Capital…
Hell: Hell is oneself; Hell is…
Henry James: Henry James has a mind…
Human Condition: Birth, and copulation, and death. That's…
Human Condition: I have measured out my…
Human Condition: We are the hollow men…
Human Condition: What are the roots that clutch, what…
Human Condition: What we call the beginning…
Identity: Or, take a surgical operation.…
Idleness: I read, much of the…
Illness: We're all of us ill…
Indecision: Shall I part my hair…
Insults: He never hit a ball out of the infield in…
John Milton: As a poet, Milton seems…
Language: Polyphiloprogenitive The sapient sutlers of the…
Life and Death: In my beginning is my…
Life: "Put your shoes at the…
Life: Yet we have gone on…
Literature: Classicist in literature, royalist in…
Literature: In the seventeenth century a…
London: Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter…
Marriage: The association of man and woman In daunsinge,…
Medicine: The wounded surgeon plies the steel That…
Melancholy: I am aware of the…
Memory: Every street-lamp that I pass…
Memory: Footfalls echo in the memory Down…
Middle Age: The years between fifty and…
Months of the Year: April is the cruellest month,…
Mortality: After such knowledge, what forgiveness? Think…
Mortality: Gentile or Jew O you who turn the wheel and look…
Mortality: Webster was much possessed by death And…
Motive: The last temptation is the…
Mysticism: At the still point of…
Old Age: Here I am, an old…
Old Age: I grow old...I grow old...…
Parties: The host with someone indistinct…
Plagiarism: Immature poets imitate; mature poets…
Poetry: But Eliot spoke the still unspoken…
Poetry: Poetry is not a turning…
Poets: He is very yellow and…
Poets: Here with a black suit and black briefcase; in…
Poets: No poet, no artist of…
Poets: Who's left alive to understand my jokes? My old…
Poets: You've no idea how original…
Politicians: The difference between being an…
Prayer: Teach us to care and…
Reality: Human kind Cannot bear very…
Rivers: The river's tent is broken; the last fingers of…
Sex: The time is now propitious, as he…
Success: Success is relative. It is…
Suffering: After the agony in stony places The shouting and…
Theater: I must say Bernard Shaw is greatly improved…
Time: Outside the huge negations pass Like whirlwinds…
Time: Time present and time past…
Translation: I can't do the translation of Eliot's…
Travel: A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst…
Weather: The yellow fog that rubs…
William Blake: Blake...presents only the essential, only,…
William Shakespeare: O O O O that…
William Shakespeare: We can say of Shakespeare,…
Words: Well here again that don't apply But I've gotta…
Work: The lot of man is ceaseless labour, Or…
Writers: A dangerous person to disagree…
Writers: Back at the truck Picnic said, "Jesus Christ I…
Writers: He likes to look on…
Writers: He seems to me to…
Writers: Mr. Huxley is perhaps one…
Youth: "And youth is cruel, and…
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