There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
T. S. EliotRead
The dripping blood our only drink, The bloody flesh our only food: In spite of which we like to think That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the paradox of finding goodness in suffering and sacrifice.
In this quote, T. S. Eliot highlights the irony of calling a day associated with suffering and sacrifice 'good.' He juxtaposes the imagery of blood and flesh with the notion of being 'sound, substantial,' suggesting that amidst our human struggles and vulnerabilities, we maintain a sense of normalcy and even celebrate certain traditions. This paradox invites contemplation on the nature of suffering, the meaning of goodness, and how we reconcile pain with hope.
In practice
In a discussion about the significance of Good Friday, this quote can be used to express the complexity of its meaning.
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.
I am an Anglo-Catholic in religion, a classicist in literature and a royalist in politics.
If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
For I have known them all already, known them all— Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
Keep in mind that no matter how perfectly you get your life in order, you will never be rid of all your problems. Problems are a way of life, always have been, always will be. But how you elect to view those problems is all up to you.
Every living being is an engine geared to the wheelwork of the universe. Though seemingly affected only by its immediate surrounding, the sphere of external influence extends to infinite distance.
We are all born idolaters, and idolatry is good, because it is in the nature of man. Who can get beyond it? Only the perfect man, the God-man. The rest are all idolaters. So long as we see this universe before us, with its forms and shapes, we are all idolaters. This is a gigantic symbol we are worshipping. He who says he is the body is a born idolater.
In April, we cannot see sunflowers in France, so we might say the sunflowers do not exist. But the local farmers have already planted thousands of seeds, and when they look at the bare hills, they may be able to see the sunflowers already. The sunflowers are there. They lack only the conditions of sun, heat, rain and July. Just because we cannot see them does not mean that they do not exist.
We're all imperfect, and life is simply a perpetual, unending struggle against those imperfections.
I pity the man who wants a coat so cheap that the man or woman who produces the cloth will starve in the process.
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