224 Quotes by T.S. Eliot

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

There are certain points I do not yet understand:They will be clear later. I am also convincedThat you only hold a fragment of the explanation.It is only because of what you do not understandThat you feel the need to declare what you do.There is more to understand: hold fast to thatAs the way to freedom.

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

I think we are in rats’ alley Where the dead men lost their bones.

Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.

Everyone’s alone—or so it seems to me.They make noises, and think they are talking to each other;They make faces, and think they understand each other,And I’m sure they don’t. Is that delusion?Can we only loveSomething created in our own imaginations?

Till Human voices wake us, and we drown.

Honest criticism and sensible appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry.

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