From: "Eric" <ericandmary-AT-earthlink.net>
Subject: T.S. Eliot
Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2003 05:51:03 -0500


Paul,
=============================At best, only a limited value / In the knowledge derived from
experience./
The knowledge imposes a pattern, and falsifies, / For the pattern is new
in every moment / And every moment is a new and shocking / Valuation of
all we have been./We are only undeceived /Of that which, deceiving,
could no longer harm....

Do not let me hear/Of the wisdom of old men, but rather of their
folly,/Their fear of fear and frenzy, their fear of possession,/Of
belonging to another, or to others, or to God/The only wisdom we can
hope to acquire/Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless./

The houses are all gone under the sea.

The dancers are all gone under the hill.
================================This is from the end of section II of East Coker in T.S. Eliot's poem
"Four Quartets", a writer I still have a great fondness for, both as
poet and critic, despite his currently perceived retro-ness. By the way,
the early Pynchon was definitely influenced by Eliot as well.

eric   
 

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