Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter. Old men ought to be explorers Here or there does not matter We must be still and still moving Into another intensity For a further union, a deeper communion Through the dark cold and the empty desolation, The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters Of the petrel and the porpoise.
Envy is everywhere. Who is without envy? And most people Are unaware or unashamed of being envious.
In order to possess what you do not possess, you must go by the way of dispossession.
A people without history Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern Of timeless moments.
When war is not just it is subsequently justified; so it becomes many things. In reality, an unjust war is merely piracy. It consists of piracy, ego and, more than anything, money. War is our century's prostitution.
It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.
The soul of Man must quicken to creation.
After such knowledge, what forgiveness?
Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.
For you know only a heap of broken images
To believe in the supernatural is not simply to believe that after living a successful, material, and fairly virtuous life here one will continue to exist in the best-possible substitute for this world, or that after living a starved and stunted life here one will be compensated with all the good things one has gone without: it is to believe that the supernatural is the greatest reality here and now.
As we grow older, the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated of dead and living.
Old men ought to be explorers.
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
Our emotions Are only “incidents” In the effort to keep day and night together.
The great ages did not contain the best talent, they wasted less.
So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.
In my beginning is my end.
Maturing as a poet means maturing as the whole man, experiencing new emotions appropriate to one's age, and with the same intensity as the emotions of youth.
If all time is eternally present, all time is unredeemable
It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry -That is a life.
No university ought to be merely a national institution....The universities should have their common ideals, they should have their common obligations toward each other. They should be independent of the governments of the countries in which they are situated. They should not be institutions for the training of an efficient bureaucracy, or for equipping scientists to get the better of foreign scientists; they should stand for the preservation of learning, for the pursuit of truth, and in so far as men are capable of it, the attainment of wisdom.
We know too much, and are convinced of too little. Our literature is a substitute for religion, and so is our religion.
And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you I will show you fear in a handful of dust
Only through time time is conquered
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