Frases de Thomas Stearns Eliot

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“Así es como termina el mundo, no con una explosión, sino con un lamento.”

“Solo aquellos que se arriesgan a ir demasiado lejos sabrán lo lejos que pueden llegar.”

“Y te enseñaré algo que no es
ni la sombra tuya que te sigue por la mañana
ni tu sombra que al atardecer sale a tu encuentro;
te mostraré el miedo en un puñado de polvo.”

“Hay épocas en que uno siente que ha caído a pedazos y a la vez se ve a sí mismo en mitad de la carretera estudiando las piezas sueltas, preguntándose si será capaz de montarlas otra vez y qué especie de artefaco saldrá.”

“La experiencia me ha enseñado que, a la hora de valorar la poesía, cuanto menos se sepa acerca de un poeta y su obra, antes de empezar a leerlo, mejor.”

“Abril es el mes mas cruel.”

“No tememos a la muerte, tememos que nadie note nuestra ausencia; que desaparezcamos sin dejar rastro.”

“Los poetas inmaduros imitan; los poetas maduros roban; los malos estropean lo que roban, y los buenos lo convierten en algo mejor.”

“La mayor parte de los problemas del mundo se deben a la gente que quiere ser importante.”

“Las palabras del año pasado pertenecen al lenguaje del año pasado. Las palabras del próximo año esperan otra voz.”

“Algunos periodistas son escritores fallidos; pero también lo son muchos escritores.”

“I say to you: Make perfect your will.
I say: take no thought of the harvest,
But only of proper sowing.”

“Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time;
He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession.”

“I feel that there is something in having passed one's childhood beside the big river, which is incommunicable to those people who have not.”

“If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.”

“Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.”

“Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.”

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.”

“I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.”

“Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.”

“Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity”

“We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”

“Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.”

“These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantih”

“Books. Cats. Life is good.”

“Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.”

“Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.”

“The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.”

“I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.”

“Light
Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.”

“Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
Will not stay still.”

“I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.”

“Do I dare Disturb the universe?”

“We don't actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.”

“There is one who remembers the way to your door:
Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
You shall not deny the Stranger.”

“I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, and I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, and in short, I was afraid.”

“So I find words I never thought to speak

In streets I never thought I should revisit

When I left my body on a distant shore.”

“Blessed sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain, spirit of the garden,
Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
Teach us to care and not to care”

“I love reading another reader’s list of favorites. Even when I find I do not share their tastes or predilections, I am provoked to compare, contrast, and contradict. It is a most healthy exercise, and one altogether fruitful.”

“We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.”