T.S. Eliot (September 26, 1888 - January 04, 1965)
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You are the music while the music lasts.
I like not only to be loved, but to be told I am loved.
We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started... and know the place for the first time.
What do we live for; if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?
Human kind cannot bear much reality.
Don't bargain for fish which are still in the water.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one's self
(June 30, 1685 - December 04, 1732)
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?