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.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always—
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
From LITTLE GIDDING (No. 4 of 'Four Quartets')
by T.S. Eliot
“If I ever go looking for my heart’s
desire again, I won’t look any further than my own backyard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really
lost it to begin with!”
-Dorothy
from the Wizard of Oz
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