T.S. Eliot

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

T.S. ELIOT

Alegra, à mão afeita a vela e remo
O mar estava calmo, teu coração ao convite
Teria respondido, alegre,
Com um pulsar governado pelas mãos .

T.S. ELIOT