It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves. T. S. Eliot Quotes
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It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.

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Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

The journey not the arrival matters.

The journey, not the arrival, matters.

So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.

So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.

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A toothache or a violent passion is not necessarily diminished by our knowledge of its causes, its character, its importance, or insignificance.

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