For I have known them all already, known them allโ Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
T. S. EliotI don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.
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. EliotA woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in the violet light Whistled, and beat their wings, And crawled head downward down a blackened wall.
T. S. Eliot