Thomas Stearns Eliot citáty

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„Lidstvo nedokáže snášet krutou realitu.“

„Dělat užitečnou věc, říkat odvážnou věc, přemýšlet o krásné věci: to stačí pro život jednoho člověka.“

„Někdy se věci stanou možnými, pokud je dostatečně chceme.“

„Samotná existence knihoven poskytuje nejlepší důkaz, že ještě můžeme mít naději pro budoucnost člověka.“

„Většinu zla na tomto světě páchají lidé s dobrými úmysly.“

„Rány v srdci, i když se časem zahojí, jsou na člověku po celý život znatelné.“

„Životu se lze vyhnout, smrti však ne.“

„Světlo, viditelná upomínka na neviditelné světlo.“

„Když nepřesáhneš sám sebe, odkud zjistíš, jak jsi vysoký?“

„Lidstvo nesnese příliš mnoho reality.“

„Milovat se s ženou v duchu je to nejideálnější milostné spojení dvou vyhraněných individualit.“

„Pohlavní vzdechy jsou součástí nesmrtelných myšlenek.“

„Nesmíme přestat hledat. Na konci našeho hledání dospějeme tam, kde jsme začínali, a bude to, jako kdybychom tam byli poprvé.“

„Někdy se věci, které šíleně chceme, stanou možnými.“

„Já ho nečtu, na to ho mám příliš rád.“

„Nezralí básníci napodobují, zralí básníci kradou.“

„Organizace je právě tak nutná jako inspirace.“

„Nezralí básníci napodobují, zkušení kradou. Ti špatní znetvoří, co si vezmou, zatímco dobří z toho udělají něco lepšího, nebo alespoň jiného. Skutečný básník zvládne svou kořist naroubovat do jedinečné koruny pocitů, zcela odlišné od té, ze které si svůj roub uštípl.“

„Dokud hudba trvá, jste hudbou vy.“

„Pokud toho nemáš až nad hlavu, jak vlastně víš, jak vysoký jsi?“

„Pravá poezie dokáže komunikovat dříve, než je pochopena.“

„Ukážu ti strach v hrsti prachu.“

„Svět se točí a svět se mění, ale jedna věc se nemění. Jedna věc se za všechna ta léta nezměnila. Ať už to maskujete jakkoli, tato věc se nemění: věčný boj Dobra a Zla.“

“These modern productions are all very well,
But there's nothing to equal, from what I hear tell,
That moment of mystery
When I made history
As Firefrorefiddle, the Fiend of the Fell.”

“It is not the "greatness," the intensity, of the emotions, the components, but the intensity of the artistic process, the pressure, so to speak, under which the fusion takes place, that counts.”

“Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us”

“In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.”

“Unreal city,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.”

“Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
The wind will listen.”

“When the day's hustle and bustle is done,
Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun.”

“The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do more, and you are not yet decrepit enough to turn them down.”

“I have given you the power of choice, and you only alternate
Between futile speculation and unconsidered action.”

“Much to cast down, much to build, much to restore.”

“And the wind shall say: "Here were decent godless people:
Their only monument the asphalt road
And a thousand lost golf balls."”

“Weave the wind. I have no ghosts,
An old man in a draughty house
Under a windy knob.”

“When we read of human beings behaving in certain ways, with the approval of the author, who gives his benediction to this behavior by his attitude towards the result of the behavior arranged by himself, we can be influenced towards behaving in the same way.”

“What is that sound high in the air
Murmur of maternal lamentation
Who are those hooded hordes swarming
Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth
Ringed by the flat horizon only
What is the city over the mountains
Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
Falling towers
Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
Vienna London
Unreal”

“Then it seemed as if men must proceed from light to light, in the light of the Word,
Through the Passion and Sacrifice saved in spite of their negative being;
Bestial as always before, carnal, self seeking as always before, selfish and purblind as ever before,
Yet always struggling, always reaffirming, always resuming their march on the way that was lit by the light;
Often halting, loitering, straying, delaying, returning, yet following no other way.”

“No verse is free for the man who wants to do a good job…. Poetry.. remains one person talking to another…. no poet can write a poem of amplitude unless he is the master of the prosaic.”

“Let me show you the work of the humble. Listen.”

“He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare:
At whatever time the deed took place-
Macavity wasn't there.”

“It is a test (a positive test, I do not assert that it is always valid negatively), that genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.”

“O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—
It's so elegant
So intelligent”

“Whoever has approved this idea of order, of the form of European, of English literature, will not find it preposterous that the past should be altered by the present as much as the present is directed by the past. And the poet who is aware of this will be aware of great difficulties and responsibilities.”

“A dangerous person to disagree with.”

“They say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!”

“This is the time of tension between dying and birth
The place of solitude where three dreams cross
Between blue rocks”

“Sister, mother
And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea,
Suffer me not to be separated And let my cry come unto Thee.”

“What happens is a continual surrender of himself as he is at the moment to something which is more valuable. The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality.”

“Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square —
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!”

“Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us — if at all — not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.”

“so the countess passed on until she came through the little park, where Niobe presented her with a cabinet, and so departed.”