By T. S. Eliot
“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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“For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice.”
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38. Fruit Over Flowers
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“The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence.”
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“The only wisdom we can hope to acquire is the wisdom of humility.”
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61. Lying Low
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