Quotes to inspire and reflect

The nightingales are singing near

April is the cruellest month, breeding

I gotta use words when I talk to you.

Birth, and copulation, and death.

And the wind shall say: ‘Here were decent godless people:

Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?

Midnight shakes the memory

The burnt-out ends of smoky days.

He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare:

At whatever time the deed took place— MACAVITY WASN’T THERE!

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,

Clear the air! clean the sky! wash the wind!

The last temptation is the greatest treason:

Yet we have gone on living,

I grow old … I grow old …

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;

I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,

I should have been a pair of ragged claws

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the

In the room the women come and go

Let us go then, you and I,

An alien people clutching their gods.

This is the way the world ends

I had seen birth and death

Here we go round the prickly pear

We are the hollow men.

After such knowledge, what forgiveness?

Tenants of the house,

And all shall be well and

Here I am, an old man in a dry month

So, while the light fails

What we call the beginning is often the end

Speech impelled us

We shall not cease from exploration

Ash on an old man’s sleeve

This is the death of air.

The communication

I think that the river

The wounded surgeon plies the steel

O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark,

Words strain,

The intolerable wrestle

Human kind

At the still point of the turning world.

Footfalls echo in the memory

Time present and time past

Success is relative:

What is hell?