T. S. Eliot
T. S. Eliot
Thomas Stearns Eliot OMwas an American-born British essayist, publisher, playwright, literary and social critic and "one of the twentieth century's major poets". He moved to England in 1914 at age 25, settling, working and marrying there. He was eventually naturalised as a British subject in 1927 at age 39, renouncing his American citizenship...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth26 September 1888
CountryUnited States of America
T. S. Eliot quotes about
air breaks descending dove flame
The dove descending breaks the air / With flame of incandescent terror.
lying love-is air
The dove descending breaks the air With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare The one discharge from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love. Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove. We only live, only suspire Consumed by either fire or fire.
air wings dry
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly But merely vans to beat the air The air which is now thoroughly small and dry Smaller and dryer than the will Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still
men air dust
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.
information knowledge lost wisdom
Where is wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
knowledge lost wisdom
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information.
life lost
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
higher redeem unread vision
Redeem / The time. Redeem / The unread vision in the higher dream.
entertainment joke listen medium millions people permits remain television
It is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.
editors failed suppose
I suppose some editors are failed writers; but so are most writers.
mess success
Success is relative. It is what we can make of the mess we have made of things.
conviction degree everyday experience individual measured moral progress suffering sympathize
My own experience and development deepen everyday my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.
cool sat three tree white
Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper tree / In the cool of the day.
bottoms grow shall trousers wear
I grow old . . . I grow old . . . / I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.