"You had such a vision of the street
As the street hardly understands."
- T.S. Eliot, "Preludes"

"Tenants of the house
Thoughts of a dry brain in a dry season."
- T.S. Eliot, "Gerontion"

"Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
I no longer strive toward such things."
- T.S. Eliot, "Ash-Wednesday"

"The lot of man is ceaseless labour,
Or ceaseless idleness, which is still harder,
Or irregular labour, which is not pleasant."
- T.S. Eliot, "Two Choruses from 'The Rock'"