Any religion is forever in danger of petrifaction into mere ritual and habit, though ritual and habit be essential to religion.
T. S. EliotAt the violet hour, when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives.
T. S. EliotThe very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
T. S. Eliot