There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
T. S. EliotRead
When a Cat adopts you, and I am not superstitious at all I don't mean only Black cats there is nothing to be done about it except to put up with it and wait until the wind changes.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that the bond formed with a cat is inevitable and must be accepted, regardless of any superstitions.
In this quote, T. S. Eliot highlights the unique relationship between humans and cats, implying that when a cat chooses to be with you, it signifies a special connection that transcends superstition. Rather than resist this bond, individuals should embrace it and allow the relationship to develop naturally, waiting for circumstances to change, much like waiting for the wind to shift.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of animal companionship, you could quote Eliot to emphasize the significance of the bond with pets.
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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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
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Ever since I could form coherent thoughts, I knew I was a girl trapped inside a boy's body. There was never any confusion in my mind. The confusing part was why no one else could see what was wrong.
Be able to cite three good qualities of every relative or acquaintance that you dislike.
I had learned that there were substitutes for a mother who couldn't be a mother. You could find love with other people. You could find it in places you weren't even looking. But the original wound would never heal. I would carry it with me forever, and so would Tara. That was the trick . . . accepting it, going on with your life, knowing it was part of you.
It felt very good to have him walking beside her. Good like rest and quiet, like something you could live without but you needed anyway. That you had to learn how to miss, and then you'd never stop missing it.
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