T. S. Eliot

Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#creativity #hand #maiden

All significant truths are private truths. As they become public they cease to become truths; they become facts, or at best, part of the public character; or at worst, catchwords. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#best #cease #character #facts #part

O Lord, deliver me from the man of excellent intention and impure heart: for the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#all things #deceitful #deliver #desperately #excellent

For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#hope #love #thing #waiting #would

It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#breath #inadequate #like #lover #must

You are the music while the music lasts. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#lasts #while #you