T. S. Eliot Quotes About Waiting

Quotes about: Waiting

• I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

  T. S. Eliot

  Love, Hope, Light

  1940 Four Quartets,'East Coker', pt.1.

• I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.

  T. S. Eliot

  Hope, Meditation, Waiting

  1940 Four Quartets,'East Coker', pt.1.

• Destiny waits in the hand of God, not in the hands of statesmen.

  T. S. Eliot

  Destiny, Hands, Waiting

  T. S. Eliot (2014). “Complete Poems and Plays, 1909-1950”, p.185, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought.

  T. S. Eliot

  Meditation, Waiting, Thyme

  1940 Four Quartets,'East Coker', pt.1.

• Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth.

  T. S. Eliot

  Death, Running, Laughter

• My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

  T. S. Eliot

  Life, Death, Light

  T. S. Eliot (2014). “Complete Poems and Plays, 1909-1950”, p.78, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river is a strong brown god-sullen, untamed and intractable, Patient to some degree, at first recognized as a frontier; Useful, untrustworthy, as a conveyor of commerce; Then only a problem confronting the builder of bridges. The problem once solved, the brown god is almost forgotten By the dwellers in cities-ever, however, implacable. Keeping his seasons, and rages, destroyer, reminder Of what men choose to forget. Unhonored, unpropitiated By worshippers of the machine, but waiting, watching and waiting.

  T. S. Eliot

  Strong, Rain, Thinking

  T. S. Eliot, “Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages”

• At the violet hour, when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives.

  T. S. Eliot

  Life, Eye, Two

  'The Waste Land' (1922) pt. 3

• For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

  T. S. Eliot

  Love, Meditation, Waiting

  T.S. Eliot (2011). “The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot”, p.162, Faber & Faber

• Here I am, an old man in a dry month,
  Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain.

  T. S. Eliot

  Rain, Boys, Men

  "Gerontion" l. 1 (1920)

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