Guest guest Posted July 25, 2004 Report Share Posted July 25, 2004 Words move, music moves Only in time; but that which is only living Can only die. Words after speech, reach Into the silence. Only by the form, the pattern, Can words or music reach The stillness, as a Chinese jar still Moves perpetually in its stillness. Not the stillness of the violin, while the note lasts, Not that only, but the co-existence, Or say that the end precedes the beginning, And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end. And all is always now. from Four Quartets T.S. Eliot ALL-NEW Messenger - all new features - even more fun! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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