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.
T. S. EliotRead
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
Interpretation
Music serves as a powerful source of relief for emotions like fear and grief.
In this quote, T. S. Eliot emphasizes the profound ability of music to provide solace and comfort to individuals experiencing intense emotions. He suggests that music transcends ordinary feelings, offering a unique form of relief during times of distress, particularly when faced with fear and grief, making it an essential part of the human experience.
In practice
Using this quote in a speech about the therapeutic benefits of 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
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times, indeed, almost ridiculous— Almost, at times, the Fool.
Pop art is about liking things.
This idea of imposing an order is very interesting to me. Photography is in essence an analytic medium. … In photography, you start with the whole world and every decision you make imposes an order on it. The question is to what extent it’s an idealized order I’m imposing or is it an order that grows out of what the world looks like.
Too many pieces of music finish too long after the end.
As an artist, I want to interpret my feelings - not run across the street and ask what my mother thinks.
A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take, And warming in our own, A passage back, or two, to make To times when he was young. His quaint opinions to inspect, His knowledge to unfold On what concerns our mutual mind, The literature of old.
The urge to destroy is also a creative urge.
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