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.

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This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.

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Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.

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Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.

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You are the music while the music lasts.

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To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.

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There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet

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I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

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Books. Cats. Life is good.

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Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

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