There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
T. S. EliotRead
And through the spaces of the dark Midnight shakes the memory As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the struggle between memory and madness, emphasizing how our past can burden us.
T.S. Eliot's quote captures the haunting nature of memory, particularly in dark times. The comparison of memory to a 'madman' shaking a 'dead geranium' suggests that memories can be both fragile and tormenting, evoking feelings of despair and confusion as one grapples with the remnants of the past.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about how trauma affects our memories in a psychology class.
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.
I am an Anglo-Catholic in religion, a classicist in literature and a royalist in politics.
If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
For I have known them all already, known them allβ Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
This false distance is present everywhere: in spy films, in Godard, in modern advertising, which uses it continually as a cultural allusion. It is not really clear in the end whether this 'cool' smile is the smile of humour or that of commercial complicity. This is also the case with pop, and its smile ultimately encapsulates all its ambiguity: it is not the smile of critical distance, but the smile of collusion
Hinduism insists on the brotherhood of not only all mankind but of all that lives.
All is disgust when a man leaves his own nature and does what is unfit.
There is always the danger that we may just do the work for the sake of the work. This is where the respect and the love and the devotion come in - that we do it to God, to Christ, and that's why we try to do it as beautifully as possible.
The sun is a thief: she lures the sea and robs it. The moon is a thief: he steals his silvery light from the sun. The sea is a thief: it dissolves the moon.
I answer, because I live among men and not among angels.
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