Norman

“That's what literature is. It's the people who went before us, tapping out messages from the past, from beyond the grave, trying to tell us about life and death! Listen to them!”
― Connie Willis, Passage

“Or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts.”
― T S Eliot, Four Quartets

“In my end is my beginning.”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

“To them I may have owed another gift,
Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood,
In which the burthen of the mystery,
In which the heavy and the weary weight
Of all this unintelligible world,
Is lightened:—that serene and blessed mood,
In which the affections gently lead us on,—
Until, the breath of this corporeal frame
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspended, we are laid asleep
In body, and become a living soul:
While with an eye made quiet by the power
Of harmony, and the deep power of joy,
We see into the life of things.”
― William Wordsworth, Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey