All time is eternal, moving inexorably toward an end which we believe is a result of our actions, but over which our control is mere illusion.
T. S. EliotAnd I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you I will show you fear in a handful of dust
T. S. EliotIt is not necessarily those lands which are the most fertile or most favored in climate that seem to me the happiest, but those in which a long struggle of adaptation between man and his environment has brought out the best qualities of both.
T. S. EliotFor last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
T. S. Eliot