May 4, 2024
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
—T. S. Eliot, Burnt Norton
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
—T. S. Eliot, Burnt Norton
We shall not cease from exploration / And the end of all our exploring / Will be to arrive where we started / And know the place for the first time.