T. S. Eliot Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• If we really want to pray we must first learn to listen, for in the silence of the heart God speaks.

  T. S. Eliot

  Heart, Silence, Firsts

• 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

  Heart, Men, Hype

  T.S. Eliot (2015). “The Poems of T. S. Eliot Volume I: Collected and Uncollected Poems”, p.165, Faber & Faber

• 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

  Girl, Heart, Eye

  T.S. Eliot “My Own Wasteland”, Lisa Lee

• The nightingales are singing near The Convent of the Sacred Heart, And sang within the bloody wood When Agamemnon cried aloud, And let their liquid siftings fall To stain the stiff dishonored shroud.

  T. S. Eliot

  Fall, Heart, Singing

  "Sweeney Among the Nightingales" l. 35 (1919)

• My mind may be American but my heart is British.

  T. S. Eliot

  Heart, Mind, May

• What have we given? My friend, blood shaking my heart The awful daring of a moment's surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract By this, and this only, we have existed.

  T. S. Eliot

  Heart, Blood, Age

  The Waste Land l. 404 (1922)

• I would meet you upon this honestly. I that was near your heart was removed therefrom To lose beauty in terror, terror in inquisition. I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it Since what is kept must be adulterated? I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch: How should I use them for your closer contact?

  T. S. Eliot

  Passion, Heart, Sight

  T.S. Eliot (2011). “The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot”, p.31, Faber & Faber

• And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices in the lost lilac and the lost sea voices and the weak spirit quickens to rebel for the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell quickens to recover.

  T. S. Eliot

  Heart, Sea, Voice

  "Ash-Wednesday" l. 195 (1930)

• We have all our private terrors, our particular shadows, our secret fears. We are afraid in a fear which we cannot face, which none understands, and our hearts are torn from us, our brains unskinned like the layers of an onion, ourselves the last.

  T. S. Eliot

  Heart, Secret, Brain

  T.S. Eliot (2011). “The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot”, p.226, Faber & Faber

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