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Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
William Shakespeare, The Merry Wives of Windsor
The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence;
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,
All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to God.
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries
Bring us farther from God and nearer to the Dust.
T.S. Eliot
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Oftimes it haps, that sorrowes of the mynd
Find remedie vnsought, which seeking cannot fynd.
Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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Was this the face that launched a thousand ships/And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Christoper Marlowe, The Tragical History of Dr. Faustus
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And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor -
And this, and so much more? -
T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems
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Hark, how the cheerful birds do chaunt their lays, and carol of love's praise.
Edmund Spenser
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Do I dare Disturb the universe?
T. S. Eliot, The Wasteland, Prufrock and Other Poems
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What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?
A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.
Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?
Or sells eternity to get a toy?
For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?
Or what fond beggar, but to touch the crown,
Would with the sceptre straight be strucken down?
William Shakespeare, The Rape of Lucrece
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At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
T.S. Eliot
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Deare knight, as deare, as euer knight was deare,
That all these sorrowes suffer for my sake,
High heuen behold the tedious toyle, ye for me take . . .
Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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Light
Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T.S. Eliot
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Come live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
Christopher Marlowe
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I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, and I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, and in short, I was afraid.
T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems
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But nothing new to him was that same pain;
Nor pain at all; for he so oft had tried . . .
and lov'd so oft in vain.
Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
T.S. Eliot
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