Quotes by T. S. Eliot
Do not mistake movement for purpose. Many wander, few truly arrive.
To truly see, one must first close their eyes to the obvious.
The map is not the territory, nor is the word the world. Seek beyond the symbols.
To truly know ourselves, we must first confront the landscapes we have desperately tried to forget.
The pursuit of perfection is a fool's errand. Embrace the flawed beauty of existence.
The search for perfection is a winding path, best walked with the knowledge that the destination is not the point.
We are all, in our own way, searching for a map to a city we have never seen.
The end is not a full stop, but a pause. A chance to rephrase the question.
The echo of what might have been is often louder than what is.
The fog of the present obscures the clarity of the past and the possibilities of the future.
We are all strangers, seeking solace in a fleeting world.
The search for meaning is itself a kind of meaning.
The true measure of time is not in years, but in the moments that take our breath away.
We are all, in essence, curators of our own fleeting memories.
To know the road ahead, one must first understand the footprints left behind.
The echo of choices lingers long after the act.
The half-life of joy is a fleeting dance, remembered most vividly in its absence.
To understand the journey, one must first accept the map is never the territory.
We are all exiles in time, searching for a home we can never quite recall.
Progress is not a straight line; it is a winding path through shadows and light.
The quiet despair is often louder than any battle cry.
The real prison is not stone, but the cage we build within our own minds.
To know the path, one must first wander far enough to lose it.
The most profound journeys are often those taken within.
A moment of clarity can illuminate a lifetime of confusion.
The wasteland within is more fearsome than any outer desert.
The greatest journeys are not those we take to new lands, but those we take within ourselves.