T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets Quotes

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence

In my end is my beginning.

We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we startedAnd know the place for the first time.

The only wisdom we can hope to acquireIs the wisdom of humility: humility is endless.

Time present and time pastAre both perhaps present in time futureAnd time future contained in time past.

Footfalls echo in the memorydown the passage we did not taketowards the door we never openedinto the rose garden. My words echothus, in your mind

What the dead had no speech for, when living, They can tell you, being dead: the communicationOf the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.

A condition of complete simplicity(Costing not less than everything)