We die with the dying;
See, they depart, and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.
T.S. Eliot

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There are three conditions which often look alike
Yet differ completely, flourish in the same hedgerow:
Attachment to self and to things and to persons, detachment
From self and from things and from persons; and, growing between them, indifference, ... .
T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

***It is impossible to say just what I mean!***
T.S. Eliot

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***The God Thou servest is thine own appetite, wherein is fixed the love of Beelzebub. To Him I'll build an altar and a church, and offer lukewarm blood of new-born babes.***
----Christopher Marlowe, Dr. Faustus