T. S. Eliot Quotes

Destroying is a necessary function in life. Everything has its season, and all things eventually lose their effectiveness and die.

In every end, there is also a beginning.

The world dies over and over again, but the skeleton always gets up and walks.

...with the end of my breath, which is the beginning of yours.

It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.

The Dance - it is the rhythm of all that dies in order to live again; it is the eternal rising of the sun.

Is life a pregnancy? That would make death a birth.

Whatever begins, also ends.

When one's dead, one's dead... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?

Everything that has a beginning comes to an end.

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

I've been present at birth, and death is just as present and in equal balance. And I've been present at death, and birth is just as present, again in equal balance.

Everything born has to die, in order to make room for the future.

What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.

Everything gradually comes to an end or there's a new challenge around the corner.

I turned 40, got married, got a kid, and my mother passed away. I experienced life and death, with the enjoyment of creating life and the loss, within one year.

Flowers are reincarnation. They come out of the earth of our ashes. Nothing else looks so soul-like.

This is the spot where I will lie When life has had enough of me, These are the grasses that will blow Above me like a living sea. These gay old lilies will not shrink To draw their life from death of mine, And I will give my body's fire To make blue flowers on this vine. "O Soul," I said, "have you no tears? Was not the body dear to you?" I heard my soul say carelessly, "The myrtle flowers will grow more blue.

The end of one thing is just the beginning of another.

Thus is the fruit of the Earth taken, its flesh torn. Thus is it given over standing, toward rot. It is the principle of corruption, the death of what is, the birth of what is to be. You are wine.

My only fear of death is reincarnation

Life is a cycle of ends and starts.

when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.

Perhaps, if prematurely we dismiss ourselves from this world, all may even have to be suffered through again - the premature birth may not contribute to the production of another being, which must be begun again from the beginning.