T S Eliot

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

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Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees…

Sir, I am a better judge of mutton than any sheep.

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