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But all my words come back to me, in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me.
Ricardo Bellver, The Fallen Angel (Lucifer), Madrid.
"‘You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; ‘They called me the hyacinth girl.’ —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Od’ und leer das Meer."
- T.S. Eliot— The Waste Land (via thingsthatarenormal)
"Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow"
- T. S. Eliot, from The Hollow Men. (via askios)
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“April is the cruellest month…” In a rare recording from 1933, T.S. Eliot reads an extract from The Waste Land. Part of The Waste Land app for iPad, now available to download in the App Store: http://bit.ly/kJATn3
RAD.
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