From T.S. Eliot’s Little Gidding

“There are three conditions which often look alike

Yet differ completely, fluorish in the same hedgerow:

Attachment to self and to things and to persons, detachment

From self and from things and from persons; and, growing between them, indifference

Which resembles the others as death resembles life,

Being between two lives–unflowering, between

The live and the dead nettle.”

I have spent most of my thinking life not liking Eliot, and now I wonder why.  I suspect I will wonder for the next half of my thinking life.

 

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