In a mind charged with an eager purpose and an unfinished vindictiveness, there is no room for new feelings.
T. S. EliotWe fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors' victory, though that victory itself will be temporary; we fight rather to keep something alive than in the expectation that anything will triumph.
T. S. EliotIn spite of all the dishonour, the broken standards, the broken lives, The broken faith in one place or another, There was something left that was more than the tales Of old men on winter evenings.
T. S. Eliot