The lamp hummed:' Regard the moon, La lune ne garde aucune rancune, She winks a feeble eye, She smiles into corners. She smoothes the hair of the grass. The moon has lost her memory. A washed-out smallpox cracks her face, Her hand twists a paper rose, That smells of dust and old Cologne, She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells That cross and cross across her brain." The reminiscence comes Of sunless dry geraniums And dust in crevices, Smells of chestnuts in the streets, And female smells in shuttered rooms, And cigarettes in corridors And cocktail smells in bars. . T.S. Eliot
So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and...
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Charlotte Eriksson
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
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Franz Kafka
In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.
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Amit Kalantri
Your smile is what gets me through the day and my dreams of you are what gets me through the night.
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Anthony T. Hincks
Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark
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Isaac Bashevis Singer
More Quotes By T.S. Eliot
Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all– Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
