T. S. Eliot

T. S. Eliot

American poet
26 September 1888 — 4 January 1965

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Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.

And pray that I may forget
These matters that with myself I too much discuss
Too much explain
Because I do not hope to turn again
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us

Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.

Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man`s gift and that man`s scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things.

Time past and time future
Allow but a little consciousness.
To be conscious is not to be in time
But only in time can the moment in the rose-garden
Be remembered; involved with past and future.
Only through time time is conquered.

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