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. EliotThe very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
T. S. EliotThe dripping blood our only drink, The bloody flesh our only food: In spite of which we like to think That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.
T. S. EliotBefore a cat will condescend to treat you as a trusted friend, some little token of esteem is needed, like a dish of cream.
T. S. Eliot