� The awful daring of a moment's surrender which an age of prudence
can never retract.
by this, and only this, we have existed. The awful daring of a moment's surrender which an age of prudence
can never retract.
by this, and only this, we have existed. ...more � � T.S. Eliot

� And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured
Of a craving for something I cannot find And of the shame of never finding it. � � T.S. Eliot

� We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger. � � T.S. Eliot